Week Four Story- The Young Bull and Elder Duck

The Young Bull and Elder Duck

There was once a young bull, and he went by the name of Messi. No one was ever quite sure if that was his actual given name, but those who knew him thought it fit perfectly. Wherever this young bull walked, destruction followed. Never knowing how to, or caring to walk softly, Messi’s hooves would trample all over the earth, destroying the crops and flowers. Never paying mind to his surroundings, he would throw his big head around, and his horns would strip all the tress of their fruits and flowers. The villagers knew that if Messi was coming their way, that they needed to move out of his way quickly. While many have tried to say something to the young bull, most were too scared of being trampled before they could say anything to them. Finally one day, Elder Duck had had enough. He stepped into the path of Messi, who stopped short, fairly surprised to see someone much smaller than him try to challenge him. Elder Duck demanded that Messi be more mindful when he treads, or there would be consequences. The young bull snorted in Elder Duck’s face and retorted, “and how are you going to make sure of that?” and stomped away. Elder Duck, expecting this response from the young bull, quickly devised a plan. He gathered all of the neighbors, who too were sick of Messi’s antics. They dug a hole in the middle of the path that Messi usually takes, deep enough for his legs to sink into. They filled the hole with sticky mud, and covered it with the natural dirt of the road. For someone who was not aware of the hole, could never be able to tell it was there. The following day, Messi came tearing down his usual path. He passed Elder Duck and exclaimed, “Are you here to remind me to walk mindfully?” scoffing, the young bull began to step away, and sure enough, he fell right into the trap. His legs began to sink immediately, until they were fully submerged. Unable to move, Messi cried out “what has happened to me! What have you done to me Duck?” Elder Duck smiled softly at the young bull, and explained, “If thou shall not walk mindfully, thou shall not walk at all”

Those Who Leave a Mess in Their Path, Shall Expect a Roadblock in Their Future

The Dancing Camel

(This photo has little relation to the story in terms of characters, but it looks a though the main character is causing a ruckus)

Author's Note: For this story, I drew the moral of the story from something I experienced a few days ago, and therefore wrote the entire story from scratch. While there are dozens of Aesop's Fables, there might be one out there that this story resembles, but I have not discovered it yet, nor did I intend to re-write a version of an existing one. I did of course use animals similar to those that are common in the fables, and attempted to follow the style of writing that is fables.