The Lion and The Oxen

There were three oxen that have good relations in the prairie of Africa. They were always together with playing, eating grass, and sleeping. One day, when the oxen were eating grass, a lion attacked to them. Wow! They look so delicious. Three oxen were adhering each other. Moow, Turn the horns to the lion, without separating each other.

A lion could not approach even a step. Therefore, walking around the oxen, he was waiting for the chance to attack, but gave up and go away at last. If we cooperate each other, we don’t need fear to even a lion. The lion was very mortifying because he could not eat an ox.

What is the good way for it? The lion thought hard. Now I know! I cannot attack oxen because they cooperate together. I will separate them and eat them one by one. Lion came to the prairie in which oxen are present. Good. Look! All of them are eating grass, parted

The lion approached the red ox and said with the easy voice. Mr. red, I was defeated by the power of you all. I never attack any longer. By the way, who is the strongest ox in you all? All three of us are as strong. The red ox answered. Really? The others had not said such a thing.

The red ox being surprised, the red ox asked. What did they say? The lion said. The black ox there said that he is the strongest one, and if he was not here, the red and the brown had been eaten by a lion already. What? Did he say such a awful thing? The red ox had got angry very much.

Finally, the lion went to this place, after the black bull was deceived, Did you hear it? The black ox said that he have protected you two by only himself, and you are weakling and not useful. Moow! I’ve got angry! The lion was pleased to deceive the oxen well.  

Now in the prairie, oxen started fighting. In the beginning, the black ox shouted. We will decide by duel, about the strongest ox in us. Red ox said, too. I wont be defeated by you. Come on! is also angry furiously. The strongest is me. Three oxen began to fight, jabbing their horn.

Moow ! Moow! Three animals have been bloody, pierced by horns of each other. They are already wholly unconscious. Moow. I cant be with you any longer. The oxen which had good relations got separate. The lion was pleased!, and he attacked one by one, and ate steaks of them in three days.


This story teaches you that
"Rupture can make lost."