Folklore
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Maziyyah Fitri Amalia
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TUGAS SOFTSKILL KE 1
B.INGGRIS 2
B.INGGRIS 2
A Mousedeer and A Tiger
One upon a time, there was a mouse deer living in a forest.
Although he was small, he
wasn’t afraid of the other bigger animals who wanted to eat him. He was so smart; he always managed to ditch them. One
day, a tiger was wandering around for food. He hadn't been eating for days. He was really hungry. While he was walking in the
forest, he saw Mouse Deer. The tiger wanted to eat him.
Tiger slowly ducked, crawled, approaching Mouse Deer,
then..."Gotcha!" said Tiger. He caught Mouse
Deer. “Hello, Mouse Deer! I’m really hungry right now. You’ll be my lunch!” said Tiger. Mouse Deer didn’t want to be his lunch. He tried to be calm.
He looked around and saw some buffalo’s dung. He had an idea.
“I’m sorry, Tiger. I can’t be your lunch now. The King has
ordered me to guard his cake,” said Mouse Deer calmly.
“His cake?” said Tiger curiously. “Yes,
there it is. It’s very
delicious. The King doesn’t want anyone else to eat it, so he ordered me to guard it,” Mouse
Deer pointed the buffalo’s dung. “Can I taste it?” Tiger asked. “Of course you can’t. The King
would be very angry,” said Mouse Deer refused. “Just one little bite, Mouse
Deer! The King will never know,” said Tiger. “Well, okay, Tiger. But first let
me run far away, so the King won’t blame me,” said Mouse Deer. “All right,
Mouse deer. You can go now.”
Mouse Deer ran quickly out
of sight. Tiger then took a big mouthful of the ‘cake’. “Phoooey!” He
spit it out. “Yuck, that’s not cake. That’s buffalo’s dung.”
Tiger ran through the forest. He caught
up with Mouse Deer. “Mouse Deer, you tricked me.
But now you will be my lunch.” Mouse Deer looked around
and saw a wasp nest in a tree. “I’m sorry, Tiger. I can’t be your lunch
now. The King has ordered me to guard his drum,” said Mouse Deer calmly. “His
drum?” said Tiger curiously. “Yes, there it is. It has the best sound in the
world. The King doesn’t want
anyone else to hit it,” Mouse Deer pointed the wasp nest. “Can I hit the King’s drum?”
Tiger asked. “Of course you can’t. The King would be very angry,” said Mouse
Deer refused. “Just one little hit, Mouse Deer! The King will never know,” said
Tiger. ”Well, all right, Tiger. But first let me run far away, so the King
won’t blame me,” said Mouse Deer. “All right, Mouse Deer. You can go now.” Mouse Deer ran quickly out of sight. Tiger then reached up
and hit the wasp nest. Bzzzzzzz…! “Ouch…ouch! That’s not a drum. That a
wasp nests!”
Tiger ran away. But the wasps keep following him. He
came to the river. He jumped in and stayed
underwater as long as he could. At last the wasps went away. Then he jumped
out. He ran through the forest till he found Mouse Deer.
“Mouse Deer,
you tricked me again. But now you will be my lunch.” Mouse Deer looked around and saw a cobra. The snake was
coiled asleep on the ground. “I’m sorry, Tiger. I can’t be your lunch now. The King has
ordered me to guard his belt,” said Mouse Deer calmly. “His belt?” said Tiger
curiously. “Yes. There it is. It’s the best belt in the world. The King doesn’t want anyone else
to wear it,” Mouse Deer pointed the cobra. “Can I wear it?” Tiger
asked. “Of course you can’t. The King would be very angry,” said Mouse Deer
refused. “Just for one moment, Mouse Deer! The King will never know,” said
Tiger. ”Well, all right, Tiger. But first let me run far away, so the King
won’t blame me,” said Mouse Deer. “All right, Mouse Deer. You can go now.” Mouse Deer ran quickly out of sight. Tiger then took the
snake and started to wrap it around himself. The cobra woke up. It squeezed
Tiger and bit him. SSssssstt! “Oouch! Ow! Ooow! That’s not a belt!
That’s a cobra! Help! Mouse Deer! Help!” But Mouse Deer
was already far away. He laughed aloud. Mouse
Deer was safe from Tiger now.
Moral
of the story: A
Brain beats muscles.
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