Once there lived a little horse and his mother in a stable.
The little horse said, while leaping and bounding: “Ok! No problem.”
His mother said happily: “Good! You can carry the half bag of wheat to the mill.”
The little horse carried the wheat and ran quickly to the mill. But a river blocked his way, so he didn’t know what to do and thought: Can I cross? It would not be a problem if his mothers were here, but I am already far from home.
He looked around and saw an old bull grazing by the river, then he ran to the bull and asked: “Uncle Bull, please tell me whether I can go across the river.”
The bull said: “The water is shallow and just covers the calf. You can go across.”
After hearing the bull’s words, the little horse ran to the riverside and was ready to cross the river. Suddenly a squirrel came from a tree and shouted to him: “Little horse! Don’t go across. Don’t go across. You will be drowning in the river.”