A crow once caught a fat frog. The crow flew to the
roof of the neighbouring house to eat the frog there.
Even as the crow landed on the roof, the frog chuckled happily.
The crow was surprised to hear the laugh of the frog.
“Why are you laughing?”
The frog grinned. “I just thought that my father lives on this
very roof. My father is very strong and fierce. I am certain
that he will avenge my death in case anyone kills me.”
The crow suddenly became silent
when she heard of the strong father. The crow did not want to be
attacked by the father frog. So she flew to another corner of the
same roof.
She placed the frog there when the frog laughed again.
“What is it this time?”
The Frog guffawed again. “It is hardly worth mentioning but I
just realized that my uncle, who is even stronger than my father,
lives on this side of the roof.”
This time the crow was alarmed when it heard this. She realized
that eating this frog on this roof was dangerous.
She carried the frog in her beak and flew away from the place.
She found a well far away.
She placed the frog on the edge of the well and
here she decided that she would eat the frog.
Adapted from Tibetan Folktales
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