Thursday, March 8, 2007

Remove Olive Oil From Granite

The mouse and the oyster

A mouse, a rat bit a 'fool, who lived in a field, he got fed up one day in his house and he left the farm, the sheaves of wheat, its hole and began to travel.

- How large the world! How spacious! - Said just out of the country. - Look, there are the Apennines, the Caucasus there is ...

For him a mound of earth raised by moles was a mountain.

After a few days, the traveler came to a beach where the sea had left large numbers of oysters.

In the beginning, as soon as he saw them, we believed that mice were the big ships and said

- My father was really quite a poor man! It was so scary that he had the courage to travel. I, however, I have already seen the maritime empire and I crossed the desert in which there was nothing to drink ...

The rat had learned these things heard from a teacher of the year and repeated at random, was not in fact one of those mice that become wise to the teeth gnawing books.

Among the oyster closed, one had opened, and, yawning in the sun, refreshed by a gentle breeze, sipping the air he breathed, he was full bloom, white, greasy, delicious to behold.
The mouse
the past in the distance and said to himself:

- What do I see? It must have something to eat and if its color does not deceive me today will be the most delicious meal of my life.

So saying, full of high hopes, went to the shell, stretched out a little 'neck e. .. Hit the oyster closed and the rat was taken as the snare. This is what happens to the ignorant.

Jean de La Fontaine

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