The Deer and Her Fawn
Once upon a time, in the depths of an emerald green forest where abundant springs whispered, there lived a majestic doe and her inexperienced fawn. In this mysterious land where the wind swayed the leaves gently, the old doe made it her duty to teach her fawn the subtleties of life. In the late afternoon, while golden lights filtered down, she would stand in the shade of the lofty plane trees and display her stance at length. The young fawn, for his part, watched his mother's steps with great admiration and tried to engrave her masterful movements in his mind. All the creatures of the forest looked with envy upon the unbreakable bond between this wise mother and her curious little one. One day the experienced doe took her fawn along and began to explain the ways of protecting themselves from the hunting dogs.
"Look, my child, we are the swiftest and most graceful creatures of nature, our muscles are strong enough to race the wind," she said. "However much the dogs may bark, thanks to our keen sense of hearing and our long legs we are always superior to them." "In a moment of danger you must never give in to panic; you must take your steps with composure and in such a way that they clear the bushes." The little fawn, who listened to his mother's brave words, puffed out his chest and felt that he had shaken off his fears. Just then, a chilling bark of a dog echoing from the depths of the valley suddenly broke the silence of the forest. As soon as she heard the sound, the wise doe cast her advice aside and rushed forward in great terror.
Within seconds, without even looking behind her, she began to flee swiftly, about to vanish among the dense bushes. The young fawn, bewildered by what had befallen him, was forced to run with all his strength after his mother, who was moving away like the wind. When they took refuge behind a safe rock, the fawn, out of breath, looked curiously into his mother's eyes. "Weren't we faster than the dogs, and did we have no need at all to be afraid?" he asked in astonishment. The wise doe, bowing her head in embarrassment, had to admit that fear is always stronger than theory. It is easy to give courage with words, but when real danger is at the door, no one knows what the heart will say. Actions speak louder than words.