The Ant and The Grasshopper

On a warm summer day, in a big, grassy field, a little ant was busy working. She carried heavy grains of wheat and corn back to her home, step by tiny step. She knew that when winter came, food would be hard to find.

Nearby, a grasshopper was having the time of his life. He sang cheerful songs, danced in the sunshine, and played his violin. He didn’t have a single worry.

“Ant, why are you working so hard?” the grasshopper asked, strumming his violin. “The sun is shining, and there’s plenty of food everywhere! Come sing with me!”

The ant wiped her forehead and shook her head. “I’m storing food for winter. When the cold comes, there won’t be anything left to eat.”

The grasshopper laughed. “Winter is far away! Let’s enjoy today!” He leaped into the air and played another tune.

Day after day, the ant worked, while the grasshopper danced, sang, and played.

Then, winter arrived. The sun disappeared behind gray clouds, and snow covered the fields. The grasshopper shivered in the cold. His stomach rumbled, but there was no food to be found.

Desperate, he knocked on the ant’s door. “Ant, please help me,” he begged. “I have nothing to eat. Could you share some food?”

The ant peeked out from her warm, cozy home, filled with food she had worked so hard to gather. She sighed. “Grasshopper, you played all summer while I worked. Now winter is here, and there isn’t enough for both of us.”

She gently closed the door, leaving the grasshopper out in the cold.

As the snow fell around him, the grasshopper hugged his empty belly and wished he had listened to the ant.