The Snail and the Deer
Once upon a time the deer and the snail had entered a race. The deer had made fun of the snail because of his slowness. The snail became angry and he challenged the deer to a race.
"We will race to the well on the other side of the plaza," said the snail. "All right," replied the deer. They decided to hold the race on the coming Sunday.
So they began their race on Sunday. The swift runner that the deer was, he soon got to the other side of the well. The snail was not there. The deer laughed to himself and called out "O brother Snail, where are you?"
"Here I am," came the reply. The amazed deer found the snail, sticking his head up out of the well.
Determined to beat the snail, the deer said: "We will have another race. Let's race to the next well."
"All right" said the snail and the race began again.
The deer ran as fast as he could to the next well. He was there in a matter of moments, and having reached the spot he called as before, "Brother Snail, are you here yet?"
""Here I am," again answered the snail. "Why have you been so slow? It has almost been ages since I have been waiting here for you."
The deer tried again and again, but always with the same result; At last he gave up and accepted defeat to the snail.
Little did he know that the snail whom he had entered into race with had not even moved an inch from his place. He had many cousins in each of the wells of the town all of whom exactly looked like one another. Having heard the crows talking of the proposed race, they were determined to help their cousin to win it. So they perched themselves on the edge of their wells and answered to the deer as he came to each well.
The poor deer still thinks that the snail runs faster then him.
Horses Became Servants of Man
All horses once lived in the wild, running freely wherever they wanted. Then they were caught by men and kept in captivity. How did it happen? They say that once upon a time horses shared the land with wild boars. Just like little boys, the boars loved to make a mess. If they were very happy. This made the horses cross, because it ruined the best places where the grass was fresh and tasty.
In the end , they went to the people of the nearby village and asked for help. "Yes," they said, "we will get rid of the boars for you, but in return you must live with us and let us ride you whenever we want." The men made saddles and, taking their spears, rode on the horses to chase the boars away. And so horses became the servants of men.