The Highway to Johannesburg

A farmer had once a donkey that had served him faithfully for many years, but was now growing old and so was every day getting too easily tired for work. The farmer therefore began to think of killing the donkey so that he wouldn’t need to feed him anymore. But the donkey saw what was being planned for him and quietly sneaked out of the farm and began his journey towards Johannesburg city, which he had always been told was a wonderful place to live in.

The Wicked Farmer and the Pigeon

A very unlucky dog had a master who took no care of him, but often let him go hungry for several days. At last the dog could bear it no longer; so he took to his heels, and off he ran, very sad and sorrowful. On the road he met a pigeon.
'Why are you so sad, my friend?' the pigeon asked him.
'Because, I am very hungry, and have nothing to eat.’ the dog replied.

The Sack of Wisdom

There were once two brothers who were both soldiers; Emeka was the rich one; the name of the other was Nkem, and he was poor. Nkem thought he would try to improve his lot; so, he left the army, decided to become instead a farmer, and planted yams.

Kibwe and The Little Tin Drum

A farmer called Mwenye had a faithful and hard-working servant whose name was Kibwe, and, who had worked hard for him for three full years, without having been paid any wages. At last Kibwe decided that he would not go on working without pay any longer; so he went to his master Mwenye , and told him;

The Cat and Mouse Friendship

Once upon a time, a certain cat had made friend with a mouse, and the cat had said so much to the mouse about the great love and friendship she felt for her. Soon after the mouse agreed that they should live together.
'But we must make a provision for the dry season, or else we shall suffer from hunger, and you, little mouse, cannot go everywhere, or you will be caught in a trap some day.' The cat advised.

The Sword Of Damocles

There was once a king whose name was Dionysius. He was so unjust and cruel that he won for himself the name of tyrant. He knew that almost everybody hated him, and so he was always in dread that someone will try to kill him.
But he was very rich, and he lived in a fine palace where there were many beautiful and costly things, and he was waited upon by a host of servants who were always ready to do whatever he wanted them to do for him. One day a friend of his, whose name was Damocles, said to him,

The Six Blind Men and the Elephant.

There were once six blind men who stood by the road-side every day, and begged from the people who passed. They had often heard of elephants, but they had never seen one; since they were blind.

Ali The Crafty Storyteller.

Once upon a time , in the city of Tunis, there was a great king who had no work to do. Every day, and all day long, he sat on soft cushions and listened to stories. And no matter what the story was about, he never grew tired of hearing it, even though it was very long.
"There is only one fault that I find with your story," he often said: "it is too short."
All the story-tellers in the world were invited to his palace; and some of them told tales that were very long indeed. But the king was always sad when a story was ended.

Amadou The Wise Man

At Timbuktu, in Mali, there lived a very wise man whose name was Amadou. Men came from all parts of the land to see him and hear him talk.
But wise as he was, he had some very strange ways. He did not believe that any man ought to have more things than he really needed; and he said that no man needed much. And so he did not live in a house, but only slept on a mat, which he rolled up in the morning and carried about from place to place. He spent his days sitting in the sun, and saying wise things to those who were around him.

The Orphan Boy Who Went To Lagos

There was a little boy called Ejila , whose father and mother died when he was very young. As poor Ejila was not old enough to work, he was very badly off; he got but little for his dinner, and sometimes nothing at all for his breakfast; for the people who lived in the village were very poor indeed, and could not spare him much more than the scraps of their food.


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