Two Springs of water fell out of the fountain on a hill. One spring flowed slowly, while the other rushed noisily. The fast spring said proudly, 'Sister, if you flow so slowly, you may become dry. Look at me, people will use me to travel. Ships will sail wherever I flow, then I shall empty myself into the ocean.' Her sister calmly flowed down where many small brooks joined her along the way. But as luck has it, the fast spring joined her sister who had now become a river. She was ashamed and apologised for her pride.
Moral:- Do not be too proud of your abilities.
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