“Won’t you cross over? We are all waiting for your lead, or is the ditch too big?” the Giraffe persuaded the Lion who was supposedly leading all the animals to the promise land, where there would be food and water.
The Lion remained silent and just stood motionless, looking ahead. Then the Giraffe moved forward grumbling out loud “Well if I or any other animal cross this ditch before you, that animal would become the next king of the Jungle at the promised Land”.
Everywhere went silent. They looked at each other and back at the Lion. He remained unmoving, seemingly deep in thought.
Then the giraffe swiftly crossed the tiny ditch and turning to the other animals to gloat, the ground shifted suddenly and the giraffe fell into a wider ditch beneath the earth.
The Lion then moved forward, lifted his eyes to the sky roaring “Lords of our Land, accept this Sacrifice and let the rain pour to end this dreadful famine”.
And then quietly to himself, “..And let the Grass eating animals eat and fatten up for I can scarcely find meat on their bones”.
Then turning to the other animals he said, “Let’s go back to our Land and wait for the rain, for I am neither Moses nor Pharaoh”.
~ folk tales from Helen Keller 😊