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The Peacock and the Crane

Once, there was a peacock that was extremely beautiful. However, his
beauty had made him so vain that he spent every day admiring his reflection in
the lake. The peacock would strut backwards and forwards with his tail spread
out like a huge fan around him. He marvelled at the brilliant blue of his elegant,
long neck and the greens and golds of his magnificent tail. The more he looked
at himself, the more the peacock simply couldnt believe how handsome he was.
He thought that he must be the most noble and majestic of all the birds. I am
surely the envy of every creature in the land, he said to himself.
One day, while he was admiring himself in the lake as usual, the peacock
met a crane. The crane was a large and handsome bird, but he had plain feathers
and strong wings for flying great distances in the cold weather. He was pale
grey and white with black tips on his wings and was certainly not as dazzling as
the peacock. Good morning, Peacock, said Crane. How are you this fine day?
I am very well, as you can see, Crane, said Peacock as he paraded up and
down. His tail was fanned out as wide as it would go, so that Crane could admire
it properly. The crane was impressed. Your tail is one of the most beautiful
sights I have ever seen, he said, generously. You must be immensely proud.
I am, indeed, said Peacock, grandly. Every day I give thanks that I am
the most handsome bird alive. Look how my feathers shine in the sun. They are
decorated with every colour of the rainbow. In fact, I think my tail probably
has even more colours that the rainbow. The peacock turned slowly in front of
the crane, his tail fluttering and shimmering. The crane nodded politely in
agreement. The peacocks beauty was truly a sight to behold. Peacock continued
boasting. I am the jewel in the worlds crown, he went on. I am dressed in the
robes of royalty. I might as well be King of the Birds!

The crane paused before replying. What you say is true, he said. I dont
know anyone who would disagree that your feathers are the finest in the world.
The peacock gloated at the cranes words and replied rudely, It must be hard
for you, poor Crane, to stand this close to me, when you are so plain and dull.
I maybe have plain feathers while you have the robes of a king, said the
crane to the peacock, but my life is far richer. While you see beauty only in
yourself, I see the beauty of the whole world around me.
The peacock looked at the crane in disbelief, shocked that anyone could
question his superiority. I do things you can only dream of, continued the
crane. By day, I travel for miles and miles to new lands, where there are birds
just as fabulously feathered as you are and at night, I fly so high I can almost
touch the stars.
I can fly a bit, too, said the peacock, blushing with embarrassment.
Perhaps you can, reply Crane, but can you fly over mountains and
oceans? Can you fly high above the clouds and warm your wings in the rays of
the sun?
The peacock was silent while the crane continued to boast, Just because
I am not as beautiful as you, does not make me any less interesting than you.
At last, Peacock had to agree with Cranes wise words. With that, Crane
began to flap his strong wings and took off over the lake. Peacock could only
stand and watch while the crane flew off into the morning sun for another
exciting adventure.
It is better to have substance and value, than simply to be beautiful.
From: A Treasury of Aesops Fables (page 128 133)

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