there was a pair of foxes who lived with their five children in a den dug deep below the roots of a great tree. Every day, the mother and father fox would go to the nearby town, where there was a bazaar with many stalls where the foxes could find food that had fallen on the ground or been thrown away by the people there. Sometimes they would even sneak up and steal food right from the tables! The foxes would eat their fill and then carry home food for their children, who waited in the den. On the way home, the foxes would talk of the cleverness with which they had collected their food that day. “How much wit do you have?” the father fox would ask, and the mother fox would answer, “Just enough to fill a small vegetable basket.”
there was a pair of foxes who lived with their five children in a den dug deep below the roots of a great tree. Every day, the mother and father fox would go to the nearby town, where there was a bazaar with many stalls where the foxes could find food that had fallen on the ground or been thrown away by the people there. Sometimes they would even sneak up and steal food right from the tables! The foxes would eat their fill and then carry home food for their children, who waited in the den. On the way home, the foxes would talk of the cleverness with which they had collected their food that day. “How much wit do you have?” the father fox would ask, and the mother fox would answer, “Just enough to fill a small vegetable basket.”
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