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CHAPTER ONE: The Tortoise and Hare Quit the Rat Race
“What a dull, slow, heavy creature, this Tortoise!” said the Hare.
“Not really dull, but slow and heavy, you are right,” said the Rat.
“And you, Rat,” said the Hare, ”Not so heavy, but just as dull. You
are weaker than either of us. Nothing but an average rat. Average
weight, and average smarts. A thin, Rat-skin bag of Rat-bones. No hard
shell to protect you like the Tortoise has, and no racing muscles as big as
mine!”
“Just because the Rat is average,” said the Tortoise, “doesn’t mean
he isn’t capable of great things. It is up to him—to decide to do the
things that make one great—just like someone as heavy as me.”
“I completely disagree,” said the Hare.
“We’ll see,” said the Tortoise, “because I'll run with you both for a
wager.”
“Done,” said the Hare, and then they asked the Fox to be the judge.
The Tortoise, the Hare, and the Rat debated so loudly that a crowd
of rats gathered to see what all the fuss was about. Finally, the starting
gun fired and the Hare scampered far, far ahead.
The Rat, amazed at the speed with which the Hare hopped, simply
stopped a few steps beyond the starting line. “What’s the use?” he said.
“I can beat the Tortoise, but I would never catch that Hare! I have better
things to do, like digging through garbage cans for an easy prize—one I
can taste—a nice, leftover piece of meat or bread.”
Meanwhile, the Hare laid down midway in the course, and took a
nap.
“No worries,“ the Hare said. “I bet I can catch up with the Tortoise
when I please.”
But the Tortoise kept jogging until he came near the end of the
course.
The Hare awoke too late to see the Tortoise inching toward the
finish line. He scuttled as fast as he could but the Tortoise had already
won by a scrawny neck’s length.
The crowd of Rats were left scratching their heads with their hind paws.
Where had the race gone so wrong? Their own brother-Rat had barely left the
starting gate, where he remained in silent hesitation. Then again, most Rats
never manage to leave the starting gate of life in general.
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