I came across this old Russian fable in the early 1980's when I was working at the army barracks where I met my hubby. The point of the story is so true.
A Russian Fable
One bitterly cold winter’s day, a Russian moujik (peasant) was wandering around the steppes in Siberia. The snow was very thick as he went about his business. Suddenly, he heard a faint trill of a bird. With his great sense of hearing, the moujik soon located a small bird half frozen to death, buried in the snow.
The kind moujik then went in search for something to warm the poor frozen bird and soon came across a pile of fresh steaming moose poop. After warming the bird and bringing it back to life, the moujik left the bird in the pile of moose poop to completely thaw out and fully recover, before continuing his journey.
On recovery, the bird soon began to trill very loudly as it was so happy at being saved. The bird began flapping his wings and was happily dancing around.
Enter ……… a famished wolf.
On hearing the bird trilling merrily away, the wolf soon found the bird. The wolf lifted the bird out of the poop and promptly ate the poor unfortunate bird.
The moral to this story is……. The person who puts you in the poop isn’t necessarily your enemy, and the person who gets you out of the poop isn’t necessarily your friend. Finally, above all, if you ever find yourself in the poop, don’t make a song and dance about it.
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