Children’s moral stories
Early in the morning, the little fox was searching high and low, making a mess of the house.
The orchestra members had been waiting at the little fox’s doorstep for a while. Some were holding horns, some holding violins, waiting for the little fox to come and rehearse.
But the little fox just couldn’t find his baton. As the conductor of the forest orchestra, the little fox couldn’t do without his baton.
The little squirrel jumped onto the windowsill of the little fox’s house and asked, “Little fox, what are you looking for?”
The little fox didn’t have time to answer the little squirrel and said impatiently, “I’m looking for my baton.”
In the little squirrel’s impression, this wasn’t the first time the little fox had rummaged through his things in a hurry. The little squirrel advised the little fox, “Little fox, can you put things in their designated places from now on? If you leave things lying around, you can’t find them when you need them, and it makes you anxious.”
The little fox said indifferently, “I understand what you’re saying, but I’m not used to it.”
Seeing the little fox sweating with anxiety, the little squirrel helped him look. Eventually, the little squirrel found the little fox’s baton in the grass under a tree outside.
The little fox was extremely happy to get his baton back. Suddenly, he had an idea and said, “Little squirrel, can you do me a favor? I’m not used to putting things away, and you are organized. How about you keep my baton for me?”
The little squirrel was reluctant but, after thinking for a while, he nodded and agreed.
After that, the little fox never had the trouble of finding his baton again. Every time they rehearsed, the little fox would raise his hand and say, “Little squirrel, bring me my baton.” The little squirrel would always promptly hand over the baton.
The forest concert was about to start. The forest was brightly lit, just waiting for the curtain to be drawn. The little fox straightened his bow tie and habitually raised his hand to call the little squirrel to bring his baton.
But the little squirrel spread his hands and said, “The baton is missing.”
The little fox’s eyes widened, pointing at the little squirrel, “You… you…” He was so angry that he couldn’t speak. The little squirrel took over and said, “You know, you’ve become too dependent. If you keep relying on others, you’ll never get rid of your habit of leaving things around. This is a lesson for you.”
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
