The Boy and the Filberts
A boy was given permission to
put his hand into a pitcher to get
some filberts. But he took such
a great fistful that he could not
draw his hand out again. There
he stood, unwilling to give up a
single filbert and yet unable to
get them all out at once. Vexed
and disappointed he began to cry.
"My boy," said his mother,
"be satisfied with half the nuts
you have taken and you will
easily get your hand out. Then
perhaps you may have some
more filberts some other time."
Do not attempt too much at once.
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