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Aesop and Mimicry Artist

Once upon a time, there was a very famous mimicry artist in Greece. He used to mimic the voice of almost all famous human beings, animals and birds. People used to enjoy his performance like anything. The parties thrown by the rich and the famous were incomplete without his event. Once, Aesop's owner threw a party in his house. Needless to say, the mimicry artist was invited to entertain the guests. He too did it so nicely. The one particular item people liked the most was 'the noise of a pig'. The artist hid his face in a shawl and made the noise of a pig in such a manner that everybody felt that some pig must have entered the party hall. Aesop went out for a moment and came back covering himself in a shawl. He claimed that he can mimic the pig in much better way. Everybody started laughing. Aesop requested his master to allow him once. The master somehow allowed. Aesop too hid his face in a shawl and made a noise of a pig. Everyone booed him for that nonsensical nois...

Picnic Loads

All of us know that Aesop was a slave. Unlike other owners, Aesop's owner was a kind hearted gentleman. He never ill-treated his slaves. At times he used to give them some free time to enjoy. On one such occasion, all the slaves plan to go for a picnic on a nearby hillock. They carried sports material, eatables and other necessary items with them. All of them chose some or the other light weight material. But Aesop chose to carry all the eatables. The load was heavy and Aesop was hardly managing to walk with that load. Everybody was laughing at him. Finally they reached the hillock, of course Aesop was the last one. Whole day they played the games, sang, danced and also finished all those tasty food items they had carried. By evening, they were happy but completely tired. They started back with all the items they had carried in the morning. As they were tired, they were finding it very difficult to carry back those items, but had no choice.  Only Aesop was whistling, s...