The old lady and the eggs (Traditional Himalayan story)
ot chocolate, not sweets, not cakes. Once upon a time, there was an old woman whose favourite dish was eggs. She loved them. She wouldn’t eat anything else. She loved them fried, boiled, scrambled or in an omelette: she would eat one whenever she could. However, the egg shop was a very long way from her house and the old lady wasn’t strong enough to walk that far every day. So she began to think. She had heard that hens laid eggs, so, with a great deal of effort, she saved up and bought one. The old lady was delighted, because every morning her hen laid a beautiful egg. But she was also very surprised: she had never seen a hen before, so she thought it kept the eggs inside its body. Until one day, when one egg was not enough for the old woman. She tried talking to the hen. She explained that that morning she wanted more eggs and that the hen had to lay at least two or three. But of course, it didn’t understand. Blinded by greed, the old lady grabbed a knife and opened up the poor hen, hoping to find a whole lot of eggs. But of course, there was nothing inside. The old woman now had no eggs and no hen. That’s how she found out that everything goes at its own pace and that it’s not worth jumping the gun.