Anansi, Firefly and Tiger went fishing one night: Firefly gave light, Tiger fished, and Anansi sorted.
"One for Firefly, one for Tiger, one for Anansi, one for His," Anansi said as he sorted the fish.
"Who is His?" asked Tiger.
"I don't know who His is either," said Firefly.
"It's not my fault if you're ignorant," retorted Anansi. "I'll just throw the fish back in the water if you don't like how I sorted."
Without another word, Tiger took Tiger's fish, Firefly took Firefly's fish, and then Anansi took Anansi's fish and His fish too.
Anansi got twice as many!
Inspired by: Listen to This Story by Grace Hallworth.
Notes: This story appears on p. 71 of the book: Fresh Fish.
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