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Why Pigs Dig ByYoti Lane-famous folk tales

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You may notice that pigs always seem to spend their spare time digging. All this began a long time ago when all the animals could talk to each other. There was a turtle who was always making excuses for not paying his debts. One day the pig announced that he would call at the house of a turtle to collect his money. When the pig arrived, he found the turtle sitting in front of the house wailing loudly. When inquired, the turtle said that his father has passed away. The pig returned without getting his debts. Next morning when the pig arrived, the turtle said, ‘I am deeply grieved that I can pay nothing today .because there came news of the death of my mother-in-law, and I had to pay singers at her funeral. Next day the turtle again promised that he would return tomorrow. The turtle was now in an awful fix. He told his eldest son, ‘You will say that I became very ill and that you have ordered me away for a change. But I shall be here Just before he comes tomorrow; you can turn me upside down, spread herbs over me and pretend I am grinding stone. They won’t find me. When the pig arrived, he saw no sign of the turtle .’Where is your father? ‘Beside himself with anger, the pig rushed at the first thing he saw which happened to be the ‘grinding stone, picked it up and threw it into the bush.
Meanwhile, the turtle picked himself up out of the bush and crept into the house by the back door .”He has come back, exclaimed the eldest son .”Give me what you owe me, and let me go .”Let me see if they are properly ground, where is the grinding stone ?’asked the turtle .’Fetch it at once .”I will fetch it ‘ said the pig feeling a bit of a fool. So off he trotted into the bush and went to the spot. Ofcourse, it was not there .’It must have rolled away’The turtle set up a wail .’It has fallen into a deep hole, or it has been stolen ., he wailed. The pig continued to search, but at last, they had to give up The turtle was sitting in front of his house, weeping and quite beside himself .’You have lost my precious grinding stone which was worth a hundred times as much as my debt to you. It must be found. I refuse to repay anything until it is found .’The Poor pig decided to call out all his friends to help in the search. Then he went back to snuffling and digging himself. They have been searching ever since, but they never found the grinding station.

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