![]() ![]() You had some nice grapes in your lunch last week. "But I could read 'The Fox and the Grapes.' I think you'll enjoy that one, Keiko. "Oh, noooo!" Keiko put her head back down and groaned. "I won't read 'The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing,' then, because I believe that one ends with the wolf eating the lamb-" "Not about anybody dying!" Keiko implored, raising her head. He was the creator of all of these fables. Aesop was a man who lived a very long time ago. She folded her arms on her desk and then laid her head down on her arms. "Nobody cares if a grasshopper dies!" Tyrone said. "It's a dumb grasshopper! It's only a grasshopper! Just a grasshopper!" Malcolm, who had been rolling paper into balls while he listened to the story, tossed a little paper pellet at Keiko. But the grasshopper had none, and found itself dying of hunger." Pidgeon said, reading the final page of the book she was holding, "because the ant had worked very hard, he and his friends had food all winter. ![]()
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