inked_gemini

When I was a little girl, my dad would read Aesop with me. The Ant and the Grasshopper was my favorite. It's a tradition I carry on with my own children. So I'd like to see illustrations of your favorite fables. Give me town mice and country mice, tortoises and hares, wolves in sheeps' clothing, milkmaids and pails, or whatever your wonderfully kind and artistic hearts desire. There are so many wonderful fables to choose from--Aesop and beyond.

Same guidelines...the challenge will end at midnight on June 7th.

polenta

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I'm sending you this pic of the 15th of April to show you I've also thought about Aesop.

ZeroMerc

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gwinnyb

thanks for the challenge. "The fox and the grapes" humbly submitted

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Aleisha

there were no creation dates mentioned, so I thought I would add this one,
East of the Sun, West of the Moon
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inked_gemini

Since I've had two great submissions from April, I'll take anything from April 1st forward.

Robindcr8l

The Eagle and the Arrow by Aesop

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Robindcr8l

Here's the story:

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The Eagle and the Arrow


AN EAGLE sat on a lofty rock, watching the movements of a Hare
whom he sought to make his prey. An archer, who saw the Eagle
from a place of concealment, took an accurate aim and wounded him
mortally. The Eagle gave one look at the arrow that had entered
his heart and saw in that single glance that its feathers had
been furnished by himself. "It is a double grief to me," he
exclaimed, "that I should perish by an arrow feathered from my
own wings."

Moral : "we often give our enemies the means for our own destruction."

Robindcr8l

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The Dancing Monkeys by Aesop

A PRINCE had some Monkeys trained to dance. Being naturally
great mimics of men's actions, they showed themselves most apt
pupils, and when arrayed in their rich clothes and masks, they
danced as well as any of the courtiers. The spectacle was often
repeated with great applause, till on one occasion a courtier,
bent on mischief, took from his pocket a handful of nuts and
threw them upon the stage. The Monkeys at the sight of the nuts
forgot their dancing and became (as indeed they were) Monkeys
instead of actors. Pulling off their masks and tearing their
robes, they fought with one another for the nuts. The dancing
spectacle thus came to an end amidst the laughter and ridicule of
the audience.

Moral-"Not everything you see is what it appears to be."-

lynnspotter

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The Father and His Two Daughters


A MAN had two daughters, the one married to a gardener, and the
other to a tile-maker. After a time he went to the daughter who
had married the gardener, and inquired how she was and how all
things went with her. She said, "All things are prospering with
me, and I have only one wish, that there may be a heavy fall of
rain, in order that the plants may be well watered." Not long
after, he went to the daughter who had married the tilemaker, and
likewise inquired of her how she fared; she replied, "I want for
nothing, and have only one wish, that the dry weather may
continue, and the sun shine hot and bright, so that the bricks
might be dried." He said to her, "If your sister wishes for rain,
and you for dry weather, with which of the two am I to join my
wishes?'

kmkagle

The Shepherd's Boy

There was once a young Shepherd Boy who tended his sheep at
the foot of a mountain near a dark forest. It was rather lonely
for him all day, so he thought upon a plan by which he could get a
little company and some excitement. He rushed down towards the
village calling out "Wolf, Wolf," and the villagers came out to
meet him, and some of them stopped with him for a considerable
time. This pleased the boy so much that a few days afterwards he
tried the same trick, and again the villagers came to his help.
But shortly after this a Wolf actually did come out from the
forest, and began to worry the sheep, and the boy of course cried
out "Wolf, Wolf," still louder than before. But this time the
villagers, who had been fooled twice before, thought the boy was
again deceiving them, and nobody stirred to come to his help. So
the Wolf made a good meal off the boy's flock, and when the boy
complained, the wise man of the village said:

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Moral of the Story:

"A liar will not be believed, even when he speaks the truth."

lilalee

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lilalee

The Frogs and the Well "Look before you leap"

Robindcr8l

KMKagle's:

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The Crow and the Raven by Aesop


A CROW was jealous of the Raven, because he was considered a bird
of good omen and always attracted the attention of men, who noted
by his flight the good or evil course of future events. Seeing
some travelers approaching, the Crow flew up into a tree, and
perching herself on one of the branches, cawed as loudly as she
could. The travelers turned towards the sound and wondered what
it foreboded, when one of them said to his companion, "Let us
proceed on our journey, my friend, for it is only the caw of a
crow, and her cry, you know, is no omen."


Those who assume a character which does not belong to them, only
make themselves ridiculous.

kmkagle

A Dog was carrying a piece of meat in his mouth to eat it in peace at home. On his way he had to cross a bridge across a brook. As he crossed, he looked down and saw his own reflection in the water. Thinking it was another dog with another piece of meat, he made up his mind to have that also. So he made a snap at the shadow in the water, but as he opened his mouth the piece of meat fell out, dropped into the water and was lost.
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Moral of the Story: If you covet all, you may lose all.

Robindcr8l

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The Fox and the Monkey


A FOX and a Monkey were traveling together on the same road. As
they journeyed, they passed through a cemetery full of monuments.
"All these monuments which you see," said the Monkey, "are
erected in honor of my ancestors, who were in their day freedmen
and citizens of great renown." The Fox replied, "You have chosen
a most appropriate subject for your falsehoods, as I am sure none
of your ancestors will be able to contradict you."


Moral: "A false tale often betrays itself. "

Robindcr8l

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The Eagle and the Fox


AN EAGLE and a Fox formed an intimate friendship and decided to
live near each other. The Eagle built her nest in the branches
of a tall tree, while the Fox crept into the underwood and there
produced her young. Not long after they had agreed upon this
plan, the Eagle, being in want of provision for her young ones,
swooped down while the Fox was out, seized upon one of the little
cubs, and feasted herself and her brood. The Fox on her return,
discovered what had happened, but was less grieved for the death
of her young than for her inability to avenge them. A just
retribution, however, quickly fell upon the Eagle. While
hovering near an altar, on which some villagers were sacrificing
a goat, she suddenly seized a piece of the flesh, and carried it,
along with a burning cinder, to her nest. A strong breeze soon
fanned the spark into a flame, and the eaglets, as yet unfledged
and helpless, were roasted in their nest and dropped down dead at
the bottom of the tree. There, in the sight of the Eagle, the
Fox gobbled them up.
Moral: "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you"

Dragon

Okay I'll apoligize now 'cause this one is rediculously long but always one of my childhood fav's.

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The Fable of The Name of the Tree
There once was a tree of many fruit that grew in a village of animals. The tree was bountiful and tall and its fruit grew so high that none in the village could reach it. The only way to make the fruit fall was to stand beneath the branches and speak the name of the tree but no one could remember its name.
They all gathered to decide who would go to the wise hermit priest atop the mountain who could tell them the name, but it was a long difficult journey. “Let Rabbit go, for he is the quickest.”
So Rabbit climbed the mountain and went to the wise hermit priest and asked for the name.
“The name of the tree,” the priest said impressively, “Is Ooowungalaima. Stand beneath its branches and say Ooowungalaima, and the fruit will fall.”
So Rabbit began to run down the mountain as fast as he could to bring the name to the others, but in his haste he tripped on a rock and tumbled all the way to the bottom, and by the time he stopped he could not remember the name.
“I can go,” said Tortoise. All the animals laughed at him.
“No, no. Send Lion, for he is nimble and won’t trip.”
So Lion climbed the mountain and went to the wise hermit priest who told him,
“The name of the tree is Ooowungalaima. Stand beneath its branches and say Ooowungalaima, and the fruit will fall.”
So Lion started down the mountain at a sedate pace, but it was very hot and Lion was very tired so when he came to a shady bush he laid down for a nap, and when he awoke he could not remember the name.
“I can go,” said Tortoise, and all the animals laughed.
“No, no. Send Springbok, for he is strong and he won’t trip or fall asleep.”
So Springbok climbed the mountain and went to the wise hermit priest who told him,
“The name of the tree is Ooowungalaima. Stand beneath its branches and say Ooowungalaima, and the fruit will fall.”
So Springbok started down the mountain, but on the way he caught his antlers in the branches of a tree and by the time he freed himself he could not remember the name.
“I can go,” said Tortoise. The other animals did not laugh for there was no one left who would climb the mountain. So they grudgingly said “Fine, go Tortoise.” But none of them thought it would do any good.
So Tortoise slowly climbed the mountain and went to the wise hermit priest who told him,
“The name of the tree is Ooowungalaima. Stand beneath its branches and say Ooowungalaima, and the fruit will fall.”
So Tortoise thanked him and went on his way. He came to the rock that had tripped Rabbit and he merely said “Ooowungalaima.” He came to the tree that had caught Springbok and he merely said “Ooowungalaima.” He came to the shady bush where Lion had slept and though it was very hot and he was very tired he merely said “Ooowungalaima.” And finally he came to the village and stood beneath the tree. All the other animals looked at him and said “Well, do you have the name?”
His mouth was dry and for a moment he couldn’t speak, but then he cried out “OOOWUNGALAIMA!” and the fruit began to fall from the tree and village feasted and praised Tortoise.
Moral: Don’t think harshly of people, they are probably capable of much more than you give them credit for.

lynnspotter

What a great story! I am a big turtle fan!

Dragon

I had this story on a record as a child (I know I'm dating myself but I did have a record player way back when) the narrarator always went way ove the top when he said Ooowungalaima! and it really made it stick in my head. I wish I could make you hear the way he said it, it'd probably make you laugh.