Thursday, March 8, 2007

Chetna Mysore Mallige

Congress mice

A cat named Rodilardo massacre was that of mice that have not seen hardly any around, so great was the number of those who had sent him to the grave. The few remaining, they lack the courage to leave the shelters where they were hiding, were reduced to not eat even a quarter of what it takes to feed themselves and their Rodilardo was considered one of those poor people, not a cat, but a real devil. One day

However, the cat sat on the road for some of his private affairs and, taking advantage of this distance, the surviving mice met in conference to discuss and find a remedy to the great danger that hung over them. Declared the meeting open, the dean, old rat known for his prudence, he exhibited that in his opinion, one should find a way to attack as soon as a bell around the neck of Rodilardo. So when he would start the usual hunt for rodents, mice, warned by the sound would have time to take refuge in their holes. He did not know better than to suggest this and other makeshift all participants shared the opinion of the wise lord dean.

The difficulty was that it be able to hang the bell around his neck.

One said:

"I'm not going, I was crazy."

Another murmured

"I do not feel capable."

The meeting was dissolved without coming to anything.

I've seen too similar conferences that have come together to not result in anything. Congress is not in mice, but scientists, and even chapters of canons. Do not miss the good advisors when you have to discuss, but if it is to execute the decisions taken, then all they retreat back under any pretext.

Jean de La Fontaine

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