Slow and steady…

Everyone in the jungle was busy, preoccupied with their daily chores. All of them minded their own business, except the hare…

The hare...

“Where are you going to, my friend?” the naughty bunny asked the tortoise, laughing at the poor thing and mocking him. “You are walking so slowly. I don’t think you’ll get to where you’re going before the sun goes down.”

“Say what you want,” the tortoise answered. “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words never will.

...and the tortoise

So why don’t you just go away and leave me alone?”

“Temper! Temper I’m only trying to be friendly, my dear friend. Isn’t it true that you are moving so very slowly. I am very sure that you cannot get very far like that, going at a snail’s pace.”

“Hey! Just keep me out of it!” the snail shouted at the hare angrily…

The snail

…You are always boasting about how fast you are on your feet and laughing at the rest of us who are slow. What a show off!”

“Now, who’s talking to you, you busybody?” retorted the hare. “I’m talking to my friend, the mobile condominium here.”

“Well, I’m not interested in talking to you, so why don’t you just go away and leave me alone?” the tortoise said. “After all, as they say, slow and steady wins the race.”

“Race? Did somebody mention ‘race’?” the hare asked. “I don’t believe what I’m hearing. Are you, by any chance, challenging me to a race?” He roared with laughter as he knew the tortoise would never be able to beat him.

“Why not? Now, do you see that tall tree over there? Let us meet here tomorrow morning and I’ll race you to that tree,” the tortoise said. He was so angry that he did not really know what he was saying. The poor thing would have no chance at all of ever winning.

“I’ll be here,” promised the hare, feeling very confident as there was no way that the slow tortoise was ever going to beat him.

The news of the race spread round the jungle like wild fire and the next morning, all the animals turned up by the droves to watch. “At least something is happening around here,” yawned the owl, “even though I do not think it is going to be very exciting. Everybody knows who is going to win.”

The cunning fox went round the crowd, trying to persuade some unsuspecting victim to bet on the race but everyone knew what he had up his sleeves. “Go away!” everybody told him. “We are not so foolish. We all know what you’re up to. Don’t think it is so easy for you to cheat us of our money.”

The giraffe had a bird’s eye view of the whole route so everybody asked him to give a running commentary of the event. Soon it was time for the race to begin. The beautiful peacock walked proudly forward to flag off the pair of competitors with her colourful tail. “On your mark…get set…GO!”

The tortoise was very determined. Step by step, he walked slowly on his way. The hare noticed that and it got him rolling on the ground laughing, unable to start running. Finally, as soon as he was able to stop, he shot off as fast as lightning. But before he did that, the mean streak in him got the better of him and with all his strength, he kicked the poor tortoise out of the way. “Step aside, David!” he shouted at the top of his voice.


“Here comes Rabbit Beckham!” The poor tortoise had no idea what was going on and the next instant, he found himself flying in the air.

As Forrest Gump would say, “Life is like a box of chocolates; you’ll never know what you’ll get.” The tortoise came crashing down on the hare who, unfortunately, was at the wrong place at the wrong time. In fact, it all happened so fast that he did not know what hit him. In the meantime, the tortoise fell onto the ground and rolled straight in the direction of the tree. The animals did not make a sound. They were all stunned speechless by what had happened. The tortoise stuck its head and legs out of the shell, dazed from the turbulent flight, and crawled slowly but surely to the finishing line.

“Hooray!” everyone cheered, jumping up and down with excitement

“That should teach him a good lesson!” mocked the snail, pointing at the hare, still lying on the ground in a coma. “He finally got what he deserves after all. As the proverb goes, pride always comes before a fall.”

Author: suituapui

Ancient relic but very young at heart. Enjoys food and cooking...and travelling and being with friends.

32 thoughts on “Slow and steady…”

  1. I thought you were gonna end the story with a twist, and that the hare won :s

    Oh, that’s another version of the story. Why did the hare win? Because the or-kui (tortoise) is here talking to me… LOL!!! 😀

  2. hahaha, another presentation of the “hare and tortoise racing” story, i like that, very creative!! 😀 so what’s the moral behind?? not about being proud and humble, but what tricks you tried to put on others may have a worse consequence on yourself~~ 🙂

    What goes around, comes around? Life is a box of chocolates – you’ll never know what you’ll get. Slow and steady wins the race. Lots of values to be learnt. 😉

  3. you are indeed a good story teller..I used to tell stories to my students too..

    I taught upper secondary so when I used these children’s stories, I couldn’t possibly tell them like stories for children. Have to upgrade both the language and the maturity to sustain interest. They all enjoyed this very much.

  4. Haha!! So the hare couldn’t bend it like Beckham and instead kicked up, up and away! Good humour to start my Tuesday. Have a great day, today, Mr STP 🙂

    Laughter is the best medicine. The best way to start a day… 😉

  5. “News of the race spread round the jungle like wild fire…” you didn’t add news send via email, fb, twitter and blogs etc..muahaha. So when labbit regain consciousness had lost its memory start to behave like or-kui?

    I wrote this many years ago – got email (but I think I was computer-illiterate then). I think if I were to rewrite that I would inculde Facebook and twitter…and balckberry, iphones and ipads – must keep up with the times. The hare? When he came to, the concussion was so severe that he went completely BANANAZ…. LOL!!! 😀

      1. Ooops too much influence of “orientalization” mixed up R- ler with L- ler muahaha. Thinking gonna have flied lice for dinner.

        With labbit meat? Cholestolol-flee… 😉

      2. Howcome got peel on top of the or-kui’s head? The labbit went completely Bananaz or the or-kui?

        Must be you simply threw away your skin and it landed on the tortoise’s head… LOL!!! 😀

  6. So teacher is doing something different food displayed.. instead a moral behind a story…

    Variety is the spice of life. Or the Chinese would say, every day eat meat also will get bored, sometimes must eat vegetables. LOL!!! 😀

  7. Class, today is story telling time. Good, good, good. Eh!…that sounds like my childhood story. Something for a change… food post, no torturing. So the moral of the story is…

    The moral lesson? Must be nice to the disadvantaged…like me big, fat and old. Don;t laugh at me – send me nice things to eat! Muahahahahahaha!!!!!

  8. I love this! STP, you should do MORE of this! This is really interesting and best of all is.. it makes sense!

    ouch to the hare.. i can imagine a tortoise falling on MY head! @_@

    It certainly does. Many children’s stories do not really make sense – quite nonsensical, in fact. 😀

  9. For once I am happy that cikgu Arthur no talk about food food food, hahahahahaha, and you really should do more of this, at least no need to talk food but we talk thought food,, like this, keep up the good work

    Thought food? Ohhhhh!!!! You mean food for the mind or the soul. I thought you were saying the story made you think of food – maybe rabbit stew…or herbal tortoise soup? Oooooo….good for health, makes you strong like a lion! Muahahahaha!!!!! 😀

  10. LOL…a hillarious modified version of the story of the Hare and the Tortoise. Ahem….thinnking of writing books for kids or not?

    No, thank you. Not very good experience with (West Malaysian) publishers – they will squeeze blood out of stone, if you let them. Once bitten twice shy – will never write again, not worth the effort. If they want to pay peanuts, they go and employ monkeys… 😦

  11. Nvr like Bacham, I prefer Steven Gerrard and Michael Owen… ;p

    Not a fan either…and of all the people, he went and marry a Spice Girl! Eyewwww!!!! Thumbs down! Dunno Gerrard but I liked Owen – but since his injury…he has not been very outstanding unlike when he first started (featured him in one of my workbooks way back then).

  12. LOL ! sth interesting for the busy + sleepy Tuesday afternoon..

    thanks for that Arthur ❤

    Welcome. Now I’ll have to think of more stories like this one to keep bored people entertained in the afternoons. LOL!!! 😀

  13. interesting story. thanks for sharing it with us 🙂
    P/S: today no food to share with us kah 😀

    Welcome. Well, you haven’t been around for a while now…so you can browse through the old posts. Lots of food there. 😉

  14. I know this story, but did not like it when I was a child. I like those stories that my daddy made up back then… you know… those you can never read in a book and there’s more monsters and dinosaurs than prince and princesses living happily ever after. =.=

    My daughter loved my stories also – the misadventures of a man named Ah Ngau. She found them hilarious! 😀

  15. Good story STP. 🙂

    This is an old story of hare and the tortoise with a twist that I like. I keep on thinking, while reading your story, that the snail will outpace the other two.

    You are a good storyteller. A good talent should not be wasted, please write more good stories for the children and have them published. Arthur, the author of children’s story, is not a bad idea.

    Thanks. Glad you like it. 😉

  16. A good “food” for thought…lol. Can u imagine David Beckham kicking a tortoise? Think he must be in a daze too. 😛

    As Forest Gump said, “Life is like a box of chocolates; you’ll never know what you get”. Indeed I’ve never known what I got from you, a moral story….surprised, surprised.

    Hahahaha!!! I’m full of surprises…and at times, shocks too! LOL!!! 😀

  17. I don’t want to be strong like a lion, I want to be a horse…

    Bet you don’t want to be the horse that was pulling the carriage I was sitting in that day. LOL!!! 😀

  18. Sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me..come on, come on, come on…muahahaha.
    No food?

    Eyewwwww……what happened in Sydney?….Just came back and you’re all so horny!!! 😉

    1. *PENGSAN* you’re so twisted la Shereen… rosak budak budak kat sini. ROFLOL!

      I had to refrain from adding to the list all the different SM equipment… Muahahahaha!!!! 😀

  19. Cleff..not me lar..Rihanna..hahaha..I’m just humming along.My son who will be 13 next week yang introduce me to this song:)

    Oh? Don’t know this song. Hmmmm….must check it out on youtube then… Hey! Blaming the poor son now eh? 😉 LOL!!! 😀

    1. *shocked* Alamak… I am so jakun ka? I dunno that song!

      I think I’ve read about it somewhere or somebody shared on Facebook but I did not bother to check it out. Didn’t seem like it was worth my time… But then, I am OLD…so I’ve a good excuse not to know the song. 😉

  20. wah a nice twist to the classic tale! u can be a storyteller besides being a foodhunter hahaha.

    btw, i thought a she-peacock has pale, ugly tail? hehe

    Oh? I thought the female’s the pretty one…to seduce the males, the ugly ones. No kah… Read about this somewhere but can’t remember liao… 😉

  21. interesting! ciss i tot u’re going to tell us bout bunny n tortoise race!! >.< manatau suddenly come snail and at the end RABBIT BECKHAM?! @.@ lol!!

    Thanks. Yalor…old things modify sikit pun boleh jadi new dah… Nice kannnn? 😉

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