A Fox one day spied
a beautiful bunch of ripe grapes hanging from a vine trained along the
branches of a tree. The grapes seemed ready to burst with juice, and the
Fox's mouth watered as he gazed longingly at them.
The bunch hung from
a high branch, and the Fox had to jump for it. The first time he jumped
he missed it by a long way. So he walked off a short distance and took a
running leap at it, only to fall short once more. Again and again he
tried, but in vain.
Now he sat down and
looked at the grapes in disgust.
"What a fool I
am," he said. "Here I am wearing myself out to get a bunch of
sour grapes that are not worth gaping for."
And off he walked
very, very scornfully.
are many who pretend to despise and belittle that which is
beyond their reach.