Mouse Once a little mouse who lived in the country invited a little mouse from the city to visit him. When the little City Mouse sat down to dinner he was surprised to find that the Country Mouse had nothing to eat except grains of maize and rice. "Really," he said,"you do not live well at all; you should see how I live! I have all sorts of fine things to eat every day. You must come to visit me and see how nice it is to live in the city." The little Country Mouse was glad to do this, and after a while he went to the city to visit his friend. The very first place that the City Mouse took the Country Mouse to see was the kitchen cupboard of the house where he lived. There, on the lowest shelf, behind some jars, stood a big paper bag of sugar. The little City Mouse gnawed a hole in the bag and invited his friend to DOD nibble for himself. The two little mice nibbled and nibbled, and the Country Mouse thought he had never tasted anything so delicious in his life. He was just thinking how lucky the City Mouse was, when suddenly the door opened with a bang, and in came the cook to get some flour. "Run!" whispered the City Mouse. And they ran as fast as they could to the little hole where
moral is that it's better to live happily with little and be content, rather than live with abundance or a lot of something.
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