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A Fable as Told By A JamaicanThe Rose & the ButterflyA Butterfly once fell in love with a beautiful Rose. The Rose was not indifferent, for the Butterfly's wings were powdered in a charming pattern of gold and silver. And so, when he fluttered near and told how he loved her, she blushed rosily and said yes. After much pretty love-making and many whispered vows of constancy, the Butterfly took a tender leave of his sweetheart.But alas! It was a long time before he came back to her."Is this your constancy?" she exclaimed tearfully. "It is ages since you went away, and all the time, you have been carrying on with all sorts of flowers. I saw you kiss Miss Geranium, and you fluttered around Miss Mignonette until Honey Bee chased you away. I wish he had stung you!""Constancy!" laughed the Butterfly. "I had no sooner left you than I saw Zephyr kissing you. You carried on scandalously with Mr. Bumble Bee and you made eyes at every single Bug you could see. You can't expect any constancy from me!"Do not expect constancy in others if you have none yourself.Support the show

The Fox & the LeopardA Fox and a Leopard, resting lazily after a generous dinner, amused themselves by disputing about their good looks. The Leopard was very proud of his glossy, spotted coat and made disdainful remarks about the Fox, whose appearance he declared was quite ordinary.The Fox prided himself on his fine bushy tail with its tip of white, but he was wise enough to see that he could not rival the Leopard in looks. Still he kept up a flow of sarcastic talk, just to exercise his wits and to have the fun of disputing. The Leopard was about to lose his temper when the Fox got up, yawning lazily."You may have a very smart coat," he said, "but you would be a great deal better off if you had a little more smartness inside your head and less on your ribs, the way I am. That's what I call real beauty."A fine coat is not always an indication of an attractive mind.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

The Frog & the MouseA young Mouse in search of adventure was running along the bank of a pond where lived a Frog. When the Frog saw the Mouse, he swam to the bank and croaked:"Won't you pay me a visit? I can promise you a good time if you do."The Mouse did not need much coaxing, for he was very anxious to see the world and everything in it. But though he could swim a little, he did not dare risk going into the pond without some help.The Frog had a plan. He tied the Mouse's leg to his own with a tough reed. Then into the pond he jumped, dragging his foolish companion with him. The Mouse soon had enough of it and wanted to return to shore; but the treacherous Frog had other plans. He pulled the Mouse down under the water and drowned him. But before he could untie the reed that bound him to the dead Mouse, a Hawk came sailing over the pond. Seeing the body of the Mouse floating on the water, the Hawk swooped down, seized the Mouse and carried it off, with the Frog dangling from its leg. Thus at one swoop he had caught both meat and fish for his dinner.Those who seek to harm others often come to harm themselves through their own deceit.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

The Wolf in Sheep's ClothingA certain Wolf could not get enough to eat because of the watchfulness of the Shepherds. But one night he found a sheep skin that had been cast aside and forgotten. The next day, dressed in the skin, the Wolf strolled into the pasture with the Sheep. Soon a little Lamb was following him about and was quickly led away to slaughter.That evening the Wolf entered the fold with the flock. But it happened that the Shepherd took a fancy for mutton broth that very evening, and, picking up a knife, went to the fold. There the first he laid hands on and killed was the Wolf.The evil doer often comes to harm through his own deceit.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

The Ass & the GrasshoppersOne day as an Ass was walking in the pasture, he found some Grasshoppers chirping merrily in a grassy corner of the field.He listened with a great deal of admiration to the song of the Grasshoppers. It was such a joyful song that his pleasure-loving heart was filled with a wish to sing as they did."What is it?" he asked very respectfully, "that has given you such beautiful voices? Is there any special food you eat, or is it some divine nectar that makes you sing so wonderfully?""Yes," said the Grasshoppers, who were very fond of a joke; "it is the dew we drink! Try some and see."So thereafter the Ass would eat nothing and drink nothing but dew.Naturally, the poor foolish Ass soon died.The laws of nature are unchangeable.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

The Wolf & the GoatA hungry Wolf spied a Goat browsing at the top of a steep cliff where he could not possibly get at her."That is a very dangerous place for you," he called out, pretending to be very anxious about the Goat's safety. "What if you should fall! Please listen to me and come down! Here you can get all you want of the finest, tenderest grass in the country."The Goat looked over the edge of the cliff."How very, very anxious you are about me," she said, "and how generous you are with your grass! But I know you! It's your own appetite you are thinking of, not mine!"An invitation prompted by selfishness is not to be accepted.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

The Mother & the WolfEarly one morning a hungry Wolf was prowling around a cottage at the edge of a village, when he heard a child crying in the house. Then he heard the Mother's voice say:"Hush, child, hush! Stop your crying, or I will give you to the Wolf!"Surprised but delighted at the prospect of so delicious a meal, the Wolf settled down under an open window, expecting every moment to have the child handed out to him. But though the little one continued to fret, the Wolf waited all day in vain. Then, toward nightfall, he heard the Mother's voice again as she sat down near the window to sing and rock her baby to sleep."There, child, there! The Wolf shall not get you. No, no! Daddy is watching and Daddy will kill him if he should come near!"Just then the Father came within sight of the home, and the Wolf was barely able to save himself from the Dogs by a clever bit of running.Do not believe everything you hear.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

The Ant & the DoveA Dove saw an Ant fall into a brook. The Ant struggled in vain to reach the bank, and in pity, the Dove dropped a blade of straw close beside it. Clinging to the straw like a shipwrecked sailor to a broken spar, the Ant floated safely to shore.Soon after, the Ant saw a man getting ready to kill the Dove with a stone. But just as he cast the stone, the Ant stung him in the heel, so that the pain made him miss his aim, and the startled Dove flew to safety in a distant wood.A kindness is never wasted.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

The Fox & the CrowOne bright morning as the Fox was following his sharp nose through the wood in search of a bite to eat, he saw a Crow on the limb of a tree overhead. This was by no means the first Crow the Fox had ever seen. What caught his attention this time and made him stop for a second look, was that the lucky Crow held a bit of cheese in her beak."No need to search any farther," thought sly Master Fox. "Here is a dainty bite for my breakfast."Up he trotted to the foot of the tree in which the Crow was sitting, and looking up admiringly, he cried, "Good-morning, beautiful creature!"The Crow, her head cocked on one side, watched the Fox suspiciously. But she kept her beak tightly closed on the cheese and did not return his greeting."What a charming creature she is!" said the Fox. "How her feathers shine! What a beautiful form and what splendid wings! Such a wonderful Bird should have a very lovely voice, since everything else about her is so perfect. Could she sing just one song, I know I should hail her Queen of Birds."Listening to these flattering words, the Crow forgot all her suspicion, and also her breakfast. She wanted very much to be called Queen of Birds. So she opened her beak wide to utter her loudest caw, and down fell the cheese straight into the Fox's open mouth."Thank you," said Master Fox sweetly, as he walked off. "Though it is cracked, you have a voice sure enough. But where are your wits?"The flatterer lives at the expense of those who will listen to him.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

A long time ago a Man met a Satyr in the forest and succeeded in making friends with him. The two soon became the best of comrades, living together in the Man's hut. But one cold winter evening, as they were walking homeward, the Satyr saw the Man blow on his fingers."Why do you do that?" asked the Satyr."To warm my hands," the Man replied.When they reached home the Man prepared two bowls of porridge. These he placed steaming hot on the table, and the comrades sat down very cheerfully to enjoy the meal. But much to the Satyr's surprise, the Man began to blow into his bowl of porridge."Why do you do that?" he asked."To cool my porridge," replied the Man.The Satyr sprang hurriedly to his feet and made for the door."Goodby," he said, "I've seen enough. A fellow that blows hot and cold in the same breath cannot be friends with me!"The man who talks for both sides is not to be trusted by either.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

The Hare & His EarsThe Lion had been badly hurt by the horns of a Goat, which he was eating. He was very angry to think that any animal that he chose for a meal, should be so brazen as to wear such dangerous things as horns to scratch him while he ate. So he commanded that all animals with horns should leave his domains within twenty-four hours.The command struck terror among the beasts. All those who were so unfortunate as to have horns, began to pack up and move out. Even the Hare, who, as you know, has no horns and so had nothing to fear, passed a very restless night, dreaming awful dreams about the fearful Lion.And when he came out of the warren in the early morning sunshine, and there saw the shadow cast by his long and pointed ears, a terrible fright seized him."Goodby, neighbor Cricket," he called. "I'm off. He will certainly make out that my ears are horns, no matter what I say."Do not give your enemies the slightest reason to attack your reputation. Your enemies will seize any excuse to attack you.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

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A Farmer walked through his field one cold winter morning. On the ground lay a Snake, stiff and frozen with the cold. The Farmer knew how deadly the Snake could be, and yet he picked it up and put it in his bosom to warm it back to life.The Snake soon revived, and when it had enough strength, bit the man who had been so kind to it. The bite was deadly and the Farmer felt that he must die. As he drew his last breath, he said to those standing around:Learn from my fate not to take pity on a scoundrel.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

A Stag had fallen sick. He had just strength enough to gather some food and find a quiet clearing in the woods, where he lay down to wait until his strength should return. The Animals heard about the Stag's illness and came to ask after his health. Of course, they were all hungry, and helped themselves freely to the Stag's food; and as you would expect, the Stag soon starved to death.Good will is worth nothing unless it is accompanied by good acts.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

A Bull once escaped from a Lion by entering a cave which the Goatherds used to house their flocks in stormy weather and at night. It happened that one of the Goats had been left behind, and the Bull had no sooner got inside than this Goat lowered his head and made a rush at him, butting him with his horns. As the Lion was still prowling outside the entrance to the cave, the Bull had to submit to the insult."Do not think," he said, "that I submit to your cowardly treatment because I am afraid of you. When that Lion leaves, I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget."It is wicked to take advantage of another's distress.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

A Crab one day grew disgusted with the sands in which he lived. He decided to take a stroll to the meadow not far inland. There he would find better fare than briny water and sand mites. So off he crawled to the meadow. But there a hungry Fox spied him, and in a twinkling, ate him up, both shell and claw.Be content with your lot.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

A Lark made her nest in a field of young wheat. As the days passed, the wheat stalks grew tall and the young birds, too, grew in strength. Then one day, when the ripe golden grain waved in the breeze, the Farmer and his son came into the field."This wheat is now ready for reaping," said the Farmer. "We must call in our neighbors and friends to help us harvest it."The young Larks in their nest close by were much frightened, for they knew they would be in great danger if they did not leave the nest before the reapers came. When the Mother Lark returned with food for them, they told her what they had heard."Do not be frightened, children," said the Mother Lark. "If the Farmer said he would call in his neighbors and friends to help him do his work, this -wheat will not be reaped for a while yet."A few days later, the wheat was so ripe, that when the wind shook the stalks, a hail of wheat grains came rustling down on the young Larks' heads."If this wheat is not harvested at once," said the Farmer, "we shall lose half the crop. We cannot wait any longer for help from our friends. Tomorrow we must set to work, ourselves."When the young Larks told their mother what they had heard that day, she said:"Then we must be off at once. When a man decides to do his own work and not depend on any one else, then you may be sure there will be no more delay."There was much fluttering and trying out of wings that afternoon, and at sunrise next day, when the Farmer and his son cut down the grain, they found an empty nest.Self-help is the best help.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

Once there were two Cocks living in the same farmyard who could not bear the sight of each other. At last one day they flew up to fight it out, beak and claw. They fought until one of them was beaten and crawled off to a corner to hide.The Cock that had won the battle flew to the top of the hen-house, and, proudly flapping his wings, crowed with all his might to tell the world about his victory. But an Eagle, circling overhead, heard the boasting chanticleer and, swooping down, carried him off to his nest.His rival saw the deed, and coming out of his corner, took his place as master of the farmyard.Pride goes before a fall.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

A long time ago, the Lion, the Fox, the Jackal, and the Wolf agreed to go hunting together, sharing with each other whatever they found.One day the Wolf ran down a Stag and immediately called his comrades to divide the spoil.Without being asked, the Lion placed himself at the head of the feast to do the carving, and, with a great show of fairness, began to count the guests."One," he said, counting on his claws, "that is myself the Lion. Two, that's the Wolf, three, is the Jackal, and the Fox makes four."He then very carefully divided the Stag into four equal parts."I am King Lion," he said, when he had finished, "so of course I get the first part. This next part falls to me because I am the strongest; and this is mine because I am the bravest."He now began to glare at the others very savagely. "If any of you have any claim to the part that is left," he growled, stretching his claws meaningly, "now is the time to speak up."Might makes right.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

An Ass found a Lion's skin left in the forest by a hunter. He dressed himself in it, and amused himself by hiding in a thicket and rushing out suddenly at the animals who passed that way. All took to their heels the moment they saw him.The Ass was so pleased to see the animals running away from him, just as if he were King Lion himself, that he could not keep from expressing his delight by a loud, harsh bray. A Fox, who ran with the rest, stopped short as soon as he heard the voice. Approaching the Ass, he said with a laugh:"If you had kept your mouth shut you might have frightened me, too. But you gave yourself away with that silly bray."A fool may deceive by his dress and appearance, but his words will soon show what he really is.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

A Fox was caught in a trap one fine morning, because he had got too near the Farmer's hen house. No doubt he was hungry, but that was not an excuse for stealing. A Cock, rising early, discovered what had happened. He knew the Fox could not get at him, so he went a little closer to get a good look at his enemy.The Fox saw a slender chance of escape."Dear friend," he said, "I was just on my way to visit a sick relative, when I stumbled into this string and got all tangled up. But please do not tell anybody about it. I dislike causing sorrow to anybody, and I am sure I can soon gnaw this string to pieces."But the Cock was not to be so easily fooled. He soon roused the whole hen yard, and when the Farmer came running out, that was the end of Mr. Fox.The wicked deserve no aid.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

A pack of Wolves lurked near the Sheep pasture. But the Dogs kept them all at a respectful distance, and the Sheep grazed in perfect safety. But now the Wolves thought of a plan to trick the Sheep."Why is there always this hostility between us?" they said. "If it were not for those Dogs who are always stirring up trouble, I am sure we should get along beautifully. Send them away and you will see what good friends we shall become."The Sheep were easily fooled. They persuaded the Dogs to go away, and that very evening the Wolves had the grandest feast of their lives.Do not give up friends for foes.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

A Serpent had succeeded in surprising an Eagle and had wrapped himself around the Eagle's neck. The Eagle could not reach the Serpent, neither with beak nor claws. Far into the sky he soared trying to shake off his enemy. But the Serpent's hold only tightened, and slowly the Eagle sank back to earth, gasping for breath.A Countryman chanced to see the unequal combat. In pity for the noble Eagle he rushed up and soon had loosened the coiling Serpent and freed the Eagle.The Serpent was furious. He had no chance to bite the watchful Countryman. Instead he struck at the drinking horn, hanging at the Countryman's belt, and into it let fly the poison of his fangs.The Countryman now went on toward home. Becoming thirsty on the way, he filled his horn at a spring, and was about to drink. There was a sudden rush of great wings. Sweeping down, the Eagle seized the poisoned horn from out his savior's hands, and flew away with it to hide it where it could never be found.An act of kindness is well repaid.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

The North Wind and the Sun had a quarrel about which of them was the stronger. While they were disputing with much heat and bluster, a Traveler passed along the road wrapped in a cloak."Let us agree," said the Sun, "that he is the stronger who can strip that Traveler of his cloak.""Very well," growled the North Wind, and at once sent a cold, howling blast against the Traveler.With the first gust of wind the ends of the cloak whipped about the Traveler's body. But he immediately wrapped it closely around him, and the harder the Wind blew, the tighter he held it to him. The North Wind tore angrily at the cloak, but all his efforts were in vain.Then the Sun began to shine. At first his beams were gentle, and in the pleasant warmth after the bitter cold of the North Wind, the Traveler unfastened his cloak and let it hang loosely from his shoulders. The Sun's rays grew warmer and warmer. The man took off his cap and mopped his brow. At last he became so heated that he pulled off his cloak, and, to escape the blazing sunshine, threw himself down in the welcome shade of a tree by the roadside.Gentleness and kind persuasion win where force and bluster fail.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

Have you ever had someone ask more of you than they give?An Aesop Fable as told by a Jamaican.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

An Aesop Fable as told by a Jamaican.You can lose all you have by thinking you're trading it in for better.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

An Aesop Fable As told by a Jamaican.Run your own race and you will win everytime.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

An Aesop fable as told by a Jamaican.Before you leave earth ...Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

An Aesop Fable as told by a Jamaican. If you choose to socialize with a snake and it bites you, who is the fool?Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

An Aesop Fable as told by a Jamaican. Sure you think it's pretty. But is it useful?Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

Aesop's Fable as told by a Jamaican. What happens when your bet is not good enough?Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

This is an Aesop Fable about making sure your friends are cheering you on for the right reasons?Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

This episode marks the beginning of the Book Of Camille Podcast dropping daily! (with the exception of whoever I don't feel like it.)  In celebration I am peeling back the curtain a bit and sharing one of my favorite monologues, from one of my favorite plays by one of my favorite authors, William Shakespeare.So here it is, as told by a Jamaican. :) #OneTakeFriends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.The evil that men do lives after them;The good is oft interred with their bones;So let it be with Caesar. The noble BrutusHath told you Caesar was ambitious:If it were so, it was a grievous fault,And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest–For Brutus is an honourable man;So are they all, all honourable men–Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.He was my friend, faithful and just to me:But Brutus says he was ambitious;And Brutus is an honourable man.He hath brought many captives home to RomeWhose ransoms did the general coffers fill:Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;And Brutus is an honourable man.You all did see that on the LupercalI thrice presented him a kingly crown,Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;And, sure, he is an honourable man.I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,But here I am to speak what I do know.You all did love him once, not without cause:What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,And I must pause till it come back to me.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

We are often of greater importance in our own eyes than in the eyes of our neighbor. The smaller the mind the greater the conceit.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

A kindness is never wasted.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

Expect no reward for serving the wicked.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

There are many who pretend to despise and belittle that which is beyond their reach.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

Poverty with security is better than plenty in the midst of fear and uncertainty.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

It is one thing to say that something should be done, but quite a different matter to do it.An Aesop Fable brought to you by Camille. Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

This is a story about what happens when you stray from the path your mother sets for you.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

Before you call a Black Man broke, let me explain.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

Stop comparing dating women to sex workers, that's sad and lazy. Don't be like O'Neil from Clubhouse.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

Be a Sheep, especially amongst the wolves.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

There has been lot of lies and fear against the helpful spider. Let me tell you why you should embrace the Spider.

The deceitful has no friends. A Fable, as told by a Jamaican.Support the show (https://www.paypal.me/askmisscamille)

How can you expect loyalty when you have none? An Aesop Fable as told by a Jamaican.

A Jamaican parable as tole by a Jamaican. Find out why Lions eat big meals but less frequently.

The Lion and The Ass. An Aesop Fable as told by A Jamaican.

Words must match action. An Aesops Fable as told by a Jamaican.

David and Goliath meets an Asoep's Fable as told by a Jamaican spider.