Sting to Sink
The forest was currently experiencing monsoon seasons, its rivers were overflowing onto embankments and many land animals were fearful. One such animal was Stingy the Scorpion. Standing atop of the muddle bank, Stingy stared at the rushing water. He needed to get to the other side, but he did not know how to swim. As he looked around, hoping to find a way across, he spotted Ribbit the Frog, happily hopping along the edge of the water, clearly enjoying the rainy weather. Stingy yelled, “Ribbit! Could you give me a lift across the river? I can’t swim!” Ribbit gave Stingy a suspicious look. “Seriously? You’re a scorpion. If I carry you on my back, what’s stopping you from stinging me? I’d drown!” Stingy laughed. “Why would I do that? If I stung you, we would both be doomed. I just need a safe ride across, and you’re my only hope. Please trust me, I won’t sting you.” Ribbit thought it over. Stingy's reasoning seemed pretty solid. Why would he do something that would mess it up for bot...