Once upon a time, in a kingdom sprinkled with sunlight and songbirds, there lived a princess so admired that many came from far and wide to win her heart. The king, proud and protective, came up with a curious challenge: “Whoever jumps the highest shall marry my daughter,” he declared.
Word of the contest rippled across the land, and soon, three daring contestants arrived:
✨ A snobby flea, who boasted of royal ancestry.
✨ A flashy grasshopper, raised among nobility and polished in manners.
✨ And a quiet little frog, who said nothing at all—just watched and waited.
The royal garden filled with curious creatures and onlookers. The flea was first. With a twitch and a zing, it vanished into the air—so high that no one saw where it went!
“Did it even jump?” the crowd whispered.
Next came the grasshopper, who launched into the air with grace… only to land smack-dab on the king’s nose!
“Oof!” cried the king, as the audience burst into giggles.
Then came the frog.
With one calm breath and a powerful spring, the frog leapt high and true—right into the princess’s lap. The crowd gasped… and then cheered!
The princess giggled. The king nodded. “No one should jump higher than my daughter,” he announced with a smile. “The frog is the winner!”
The flea huffed and buzzed off in a rage. The grasshopper sighed and sulked. But the frog simply blinked and smiled, never saying a word.
And so, the humble frog and the princess were wed, and the kingdom celebrated the clever leap that won a heart—not through height or pride, but through wit and warmth.
Moral: Sometimes, the quietest leap can make the biggest difference.
The End. 🌿
