Story on the donkey in the lion’s skin

One day a donkey found lion’s skin. Oh look it’s the lion’s skin. Let me put it on. He put it on and looked at his reflection in the river. Wow! I look just like a lion! No one can say that it is me. I must take advantage of this. The donkey wore the skin and marched into the village. Obviously, seeing a lion in the village, the villagers got scared and started running helter-skelter. They left their stories and kiosks open. The women dropped baskets full of hay and fruits on the road. Grabbed their children and locked them indoors.
The Donkey in the Lion’s Skin
Story on the donkey in the lion’s skin
This is so much fun! The villagers have left their food and belonging out here in the open for me to feast on. The donkey ate much as he wanted to grab his loot and went back into the jungle.
For the next few days, he relaxed and enjoy what he had brought from the village. When his supply ran out wearing the lion skin, he walked into the village once again. The villagers once again ran at the sight of the lion and the donkey gathers his loot. This went on for many days. Every time he was successful. The donkey’s confidence grew. We must do something about this lion.
What can we do? Let us follow him and see where he goes. And so, the villagers decided to follow what they brought was the lion. The donkey was particularly happy that day after plundering the village, still wearing the lion skin. He went straight to the wheat fields and started singing loudly.

The villagers who were behind him recognized his braying. It is not a lion. It is a donkey! Braying in a lion’s skin. I say we teach him a lesson. The villages caught of the donkey and beat him mercilessly.
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