Worm. Yes, they were saying how good the rain was.
Stone. What has the rain done, I should like to know? It rained two hours and made me all wet.
Worm. That didn't hurt you.
Stone. Yes, it did. But it hurts me more to hear everybody saying how fine the rain was. Why don't they talk about me? I have been here for hundreds of years. I hurt nobody. I wet nobody. I stay quietly where I am put. Yet nobody ever has a kind word for me.
Worm. Stop your talk. This rain has helped the wheat and made it grow. And the wheat will help the farmer. It will give him bread. What have you ever given to anybody?
THE FOX IN THE ICE
Very early one winter morning a fox was drinking at a hole in the ice.
While he was drinking, the end of his tail got into the water, and there it froze fast.