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An ant was digging in the dirt, he worked and toiled so long. He looked upon the work he’d done and decided it was wrong. He’d only made a little dent in a job that was too big, so he decided to find some friends to help him with the dig. He gathered up a couple mates and showed them all his plan, to save their world from predators and that’s how it began. Pretty soon the group he formed had made a giant stride, in their quest to mine the earth and make a place to hide. Other ants began to hear of what he planned to do, each asked if they could lend a hand and be part of his crew. More and more the ants joined in and worked with might and glee, it wasn’t long before the group became a colony. Ants with more experience helped share the things they learned, the new guys did as they were taught, and respect is what they earned. After all was said and done a mighty place they’d built, they looked around to find that they’d moved lots of sand and silt. More, in fact, than any single one of them could do, the job was so big in fact it took more than a few. And in this tale is wisdom that was drafted by the ants; many hands make lighter work and help the circumstance.
Copyright © Cary Snowden | Year Posted 2018
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