3 More Fables

A few months ago, I wrote three Western-themed fables. Since then, I’ve written three more. Here they are:

The Boy and The Bee

Once there was a young boy, who was walking through a field of wildflowers. As he was walking, he noticed a bee darting from one flower to the next, collecting pollen. Now, the boy recalled his father telling him that bees collected pollen to make the very same sweet honey that tasted so good on his morning toast. So he followed the bee across the field and into the woods to a tree with a large hive nestled in its branches.

The boy realized that he could not reach the hive without getting stung, so he set off to find a long stick. When he returned, he saw the hive on the ground and a big, black bear feasting on the honey. The bear looked up and saw the boy with his long stick and understood him to be a thief. The bear growled at the boy with ferocious teeth and charged towards him. 

The bear chased the boy out of the woods, and he never got to taste the honey.

Honey Lips

In a small desert town, a mother had a baby boy. Every morning and every night, she would dab honey on his lips and dust them with sugar. When the baby boy grew older and learned to speak, his words were as sweet as the honey and sugar that laced them.

One day, a group of bandits arrived in town. They demanded the townsfolk to pay a tax that none of them could afford. Fearing the worst, the townsfolk pleaded with the boy to speak to the bandit leader and charm him with his sweet words. The boy felt his neighbors’ fear and agreed to speak on their behalf.

The bandit leader laughed in the face of the boy and proclaimed: “This town is more pathetic than I thought, to send a child to bargain on their behalf!”

But the boy was faithful to his fellow townsfolk and did not flinch at the bandit leader’s outcry. Instead, he responded with his honeyed words, and the bandit leader did, indeed, find himself charmed by the boy. The boy had convinced him that the town could not offer any gold but were rich in wisdom. For only a small price, the bandit leader would be equipped with more than just a gun, but the knowledge that came from years of living in their trying town. The bandit leader handed over his own coin purse and learned not to underestimate a boy with honey and sugar on his lips.

The Two Humped Camel

There once were two camels. One carried a light woman while the other was burdened with two large bags tethered together across its back. The longer the two traveled, the tether on the second camel’s back began to dig into its hump from the weight of all it was carrying. When the woman and the camels finally crossed the desert, one camel had one hump and the other had two.