Deepsop's Fables 2
The man, the daughter and the dog
Another attempt at a fable. Forgive me if I am being ludicrous, but I really thought over this and decided to present it as a fable or whatever it is.
I thought, why is it that, if you give inappropriate/inadequate food to human beings, most civilized ones will complain of the quantity or the quality being too little before even finishing or tasting the meal. A dog(or any other animal) will however finish eating whatever it's getting and then look for more or (rarely)complain. Sometimes, some things should be considered a gift of gold, if only they fulfill their purpose, the glitter should be disregarded.
I don't know if I have been eloquent enough or have expressed the moral quite right. But here it is -
Once upon a time, there lived a man in a trailer park. He was poor, that's obvious, is it not? The man did not have a regular job of any sort, even if he did find one, he could not hold on it. He tried his best night and day, to bring home some food for his teenage daughter back home and his dog too. His daughter was a very stubborn and foolish young girl. But the man loved his daughter very much, since he was the only parent and relative and real friend she had. The man tried his best to bring home a filling meal for his daughter even if he himself remained starved. Oneday, he lost his job and got robbed of the little saving he had. But concerned of his daughter's hunger he brought back home a little piece of bread roll that he stole. He offered the little bread roll to his daughter but she, poorly equipped of survival skills, shunned and rejected it saying "what am I going to do with such a tiny piece of bread, we don't have any milk nor gravy to eat it with." The man tried to convince his daughter to eat the roll in order to survive the night, but she wouldn't. She wanted decent food like normal people. The man felt insulted but he did not eat the bread himself, instead he gave it to his dog, who too was ill and unfed. The dog ate the little piece of bread then looked for more, but half-fed, fed still, slept the night well. While the girl, hungry, grunted all around her bed. The next night, it was the same scenario, but this time the man shared the meal with himself and his dog. They both slept and the man went out to look for work the next morrow again. Similar incidents occured for the following few nights, the girl, ashamed to eat the meals provided by her father, starved herself to death.
Moral: Pride cannot satisfy hunger, neither can saucers of gold.