THE HUNTER AND THE BIRD

A Short Moral Story.

One day, a hunter caught a big bird in a trap. He went home and lighted a fire to roast the bird for dinner. He grabbed the bird and began to pluck off her feathers, about to throw her into the fire.

The bird cried and pleaded for her life, but to absolutely no avail, as the hunter was craving badly for roasted bird in pepper sauce.

When the bird saw that there was no hope left for her, she told the hunter,
"Wait... If you roast me now, my meat will turn green and will taste just like battery acid. So wait until next week!"

The hunter hesitated and asked,
"What do you mean, I should wait until next week? What difference will it make by then?"

The bird chirped,
"Well, you see, if you roast me next week, my meat will taste exactly like beef seasoned with spices, sugar and salt! Then, you will enjoy it very much!"

For a few moments, the hunter thought about what the bird had said. He finally consented, for he did not want to have a dinner of meat with a taste of battery acid. He suddenly quenched the fire and shoved the bird into a barrel.

One week later, the hunter lighted another fire to roast the bird for dinner. However, as he picked up the bird, she said,
"Wait... If you roast me now, I will still taste like battery acid. So put me back into the barrel and wait one more week!"

This situation angered the hunter deeply, but he had no choice but to quench the fire and throw the bird back into the barrel.

The following week, he came again to roast the bird after starting a fire. As he grabbed the bird, she told him,
"Wait... don't roast me now, my meat is almost normal, I can feel it already! It's just a matter of one more week! Please, put me back into barrel!"

The hunter couldn't control his temper when the bird said that. He groaned fiercely and warned,
"This is the last time I will spare your life! I won't hesitate to kill you when I come here next week!"

On the fourth week, the hunter lighted yet a