THE
FISHERMAN
The fisherman had been fishing for along time
but without luck. At last he tugged at his net and saw a small fish caught in
it.
“Please let me go,” begged the fish, “I will
grow bigger in a few days and then you can catch me again.”
The fisherman said, Now that I have caught
you I won’t let you go. If I have caught you I won’t let you go. If I leave
you, I may never see you again.”
MORAL: A BIRD
IN HAND IS WOTH TWO IN BUSH.
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