Basically, the moral of the story is that I got new user pictures...
I am looking forward to spring break. Ever, ever so much.
Speaking about morals, though, in Spanish we read a fable about a fox who is afraid that people will kill him because he's out in the open. So, he decides to play dead, and people come up to him and go "Ah! The hair of the forehead of a fox! That cures childhood diseases!" and they snip it off. And so on. With other parts of the body. Until this one guy comes up and say "Oh HO! The heart of the fox! That will help my heart attacks." Just then, the fox leaps up and runs away.
The moral of the story is: suffer the insults of people when the are minor, but when they become to big to ignore, you must attack.
Which is kind of an unsatisfying moral, if you ask me.
Speaking about morals, though, in Spanish we read a fable about a fox who is afraid that people will kill him because he's out in the open. So, he decides to play dead, and people come up to him and go "Ah! The hair of the forehead of a fox! That cures childhood diseases!" and they snip it off. And so on. With other parts of the body. Until this one guy comes up and say "Oh HO! The heart of the fox! That will help my heart attacks." Just then, the fox leaps up and runs away.
The moral of the story is: suffer the insults of people when the are minor, but when they become to big to ignore, you must attack.
Which is kind of an unsatisfying moral, if you ask me.