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Astory
Onceuponatimeinanoldforest,therewasapoorwoodcuttercuttingwoodbythelake.Oneday,hisaxeaidentlyfellintothelake.Thepoorwoodcutterdidn’tknowhowtoswim,sohecoulddonothingbutsatbythelakeandprayedtothelakegodess.
Thelakegodessheardhisprayerandappearedbeforehim.
“What’swrong,mygoodman?”sheasked.
“Helpme!”Saidthewoodcutter,“I’mverypoor,andIlostmyonlyaxe.IfIdon’tgetmyaxeback,myfamilywillstarvetodeath,pleasehelpme!”Hecried.
Thenthegodessglancedatthewoodcutter.,“Verywell,”sheanswered,“Youshouldhaveyouraxeback.”
Afterawhile,thegodessbroughtoutanaxemadeofgoldfromthelake.
“Isthisyouraxe,mygoodman?”Askedthegodess.
“No,”Saidthewoodcutter,“Thatisnotmyaxe.”
Thenthegodessbroughtoutasilveraxe,thewoodcuttersaidthatwasn’thisaxeagain.
Thethirdtime,shebroughtoutthewoodcutter’saxe.Thewoodcutterwasveryhappyandsaid,“Thisismyaxe,thankyouverymuch”
Antheendofthestory,thegodesswasverypleasedwiththewoodcutter’shonesty.Hedidn’ttellalie,sothathecangetthegoldorthesilveraxe,hejustwantedwhathedeserve.Soshedesidedtogiveboththegoldandsilveraxetohim.Thewoodcuttersoldtheaxes,andbecameakindrichman.
Themoralofthisstoryis,honestyisthebestpolicy.