Aesop’s Fables

Screen Shot 2016-06-14 at 7.54.44 PMFables are, typically, short stories which have a clear moral to the story. Aesop’s Fables are a collection of fables credited to the Ancient Greek slave Aesop, who was believed to have lived between 620 and 564 BCE. The large majority of these fables are based on animals with human characteristic. Aesop’s existence is questioned due to insufficient evidence and there are no known original writings by him. Despite this there are many fables and tales credited to him, which have been collected over many centuries and in numerous languages. Due to this vast time and global gap, I personally would suggest that the man Aesop’s is more of a myth than a man. However, you can find dispersed details of Aesop’s life in ancient sources, including in works by people as well known as Aristotle, Herodotus and Plutarch.

There is an ancient literary work called the Aesop’s Romance. The content of this work is mostly likely a very fictional tale of his life. It tells you of his life as a slave, who was freed from slavery due to cleverness and became an adviser to kings and city-states. It also describes him as a remarkably ugly slave.

The Fox & the Crow Fable

One bright morning as the Fox was following his sharp nose through the wood in search of a bite to eat, he saw a Crow on the limb of a tree overhead. This was by no means the first Crow the Fox had ever seen. What caught his attention this time and made him stop for a second look, was that the lucky Crow held a bit of cheese in her beak.

“No need to search any farther,” thought sly Master Fox. “Here is a dainty bite for my breakfast.”

Up he trotted to the foot of the tree in which the Crow was sitting, and looking up admiringly, he cried, “Good-morning, beautiful creature!”

The Crow, her head cocked on one side, watched the Fox suspiciously. But she kept her beak tightly closed on the cheese and did not return his greeting.

“What a charming creature she is!” said the Fox. “How her feathers shine! What a beautiful form and what splendid wings! Such a wonderful Bird should have a very lovely voice, since everything else about her is so perfect. Could she sing just one song, I know I should hail her Queen of Birds.”

Listening to these flattering words, the Crow forgot all her suspicion, and also her breakfast. She wanted very much to be called Queen of Birds. So she opened her beak wide to utter her loudest caw, and down fell the cheese straight into the Fox’s open mouth.

“Thank you,” said Master Fox sweetly, as he walked off. “Though it is cracked, you have a voice sure enough. But where are your wits?”

The flatterer lives at the expense of those who will listen to him.




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