One moonlight evening as Master Fox was taking his usual stroll in the woods, he saw a number of Pheasants perched quite out of his reach on a limb of a tall old tree. My father certainly was a full-blooded racer, he said. I feel highly flattered, kind sir, replied the Cock slyly. In every battle the Weasels carried off the victory, as well as a large number of the Mice, which they ate for dinner next day. But the Eagle pounced upon her prey, the sweep of her great wings tumbling the Beetle a dozen feet away. Besides, the animals found it hard to keep their toes from under his heavy hoofs. Now show us how far you can jump.
A possession is worth no more than the use we make of it.