Chapter 49
On a cold, frosty day the ants began dragging out some of the grain they had stored during the summer and began drying it. A grasshopper, half-dead with hunger, came by and asked the ants for a morsel to save his life.
“What did you do this past summer?” responded the ants.
“Oh,” said the grasshopper, “I kept myself busy by singing all day long and all night, too.”
“Well then,” remarked the ants, as they laughed and shut their storehouse, “since you kept yourself busy by singing all summer, you can do the same by dancing all winter.”
Idleness brings want.
