A
Jolly, Ungrateful Farmer
By Jakob M. Scoll
3/4/2015
Ancient Greece was a
successful, substantial land with many still, silent, green hills. All of
the customary, conventional citizens had everything they needed. In one
of these magnificent, mind-blowing cities, there was a very wealthy king.
He had a luxurious, lighthearted life. He owned a massive, monumental,
majestic mansion. He had many tough, tireless servants. He dined on
delicous foods.
Nearly one mile away from this
spectacular city lived a penniless, poor, predictable farmer. He had a
wishful, wanting life. He very much loved his family. His name was
Damocles.
On one day,
Damocles was acting unusually unsatisfied with himself. He decided to
wander to the city. Quickly after, he happened to run into the king.
“I wish I could live my life like you,” Damocles pronounced.
“Would you like to take
my jolly, joyous life and take the throne for the day?” the king asked.
“Oh, great high king, I
most certainly would!” he loudly replied.
“As you wish, you shall
take my throne in for one day,” he announced willingly. “You shall be king tomorrow,” he
repeated. Kindly the king bragged, “My
spectacular, stupendous, smart, sage servants will grant you whatever you shall
desire.”
“I would love to!” Damocles
impatiently cried.
“Then it’s a deal,” the
king responded.
Damocles sat on the throne merrily eating and listening to marvelous music. Slowly he gazed up and saw a sword hanging right above him. He no longer could enjoy the music. He then screamed, Let me out of here!”
“What is wrong?” the servants asked.
“Why is there a sword hanging in front of
my royal head?” questioned Damocles.
“The king must live in constant fear knowing
that he has enemies.”
“This is not that jolly, joyous,
lighthearted, loving, life I wished for!
I have everything I need, like, and would ever want on a farm. I don’t need a massive, monumental, majestic
mansion. I am returning to my farm right
now!”
So Damocles returned joyously and saw his
family again.
You
should always be grateful for whatever you have.
The End!
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