Classic Short Stories
and the Hare
Once there was a Hare who used to laugh scornfully at a Tortoise because he
plodded along so slowly. "You never can get anywhere with those short legs
of yours. Look at my long legs! They're so swift no one would dare race me."
All the animals of field and forest were tired of hearing the Hare brag. At
last the Tortoise said, "If we were to run a race, I'm sure I would beat
The animals were astonished for they knew the Tortoise was the slowest of
them all, and the Hare, bursting into loud laughter, cried, "What a joke!
That slowpoke thinks he can beat me! Come on, Mr. Tortoise, you shall see
what my feet are made of. Why I can beat you before you are even
"You'd better not be too sure," cautioned the Tortoise
All the big and little animals gathered to watch the race. At the signal the
Hare leaped forward in a great bound and soon left the plodding Tortoise far
behind him on the dusty road. Looking back, the Hare could not even see the
Tortoise after a little while.
"Hum-m, I've as good as won this race already," the thought, "There's really
no reason to hurry." So, as the sun was very warm, he decided to rest a bit
under a shady tree. "I'll come in away ahead of that Tortoise, anyhow," he
Soon he was sound asleep. The little rest stretched into a good long nap.
Meantime, the Tortoise jogged steadily along on the hot, dusty road, ever so
slowly, but surely, and soon he passed the Hare who was still peacefully
Quietly the Tortoise plodded on nearing the goal. When the Hare finally woke
up with a start, he saw the Tortoise just reaching the finish line far ahead
and he could hear all the animals cheering the winner.
Boastful and careless, the Hare had lost the race. Now he would never again
be able to count on his speed.
Moral of the story: Perseverance wins the race
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