Stone Soup

A hungry traveller came to a quiet village, carrying only a smooth stone.

Please may I boil my stone in your pot?

The pot is empty. We have no soup today.

A stone can start a soup. May I try?

The cook set the pot on the fire, and in went the stone.

It smells nearly ready. It only needs a carrot.

I have a carrot. In it goes.

A potato would make it even nicer.

I have a potato. In it goes.

A little bread would make a feast.

I have bread. We can all share.

They sat down together and ate from the pot.

And that is the moral of our story: a little sharing can fill a pot.