When Fly, Crab, and Minnow went walking, they saw a palm-tree.
"Who will climb up and cut the palm-nuts?" Minnow asked.
"I can!" said Crab.
"Here, take my knife," said Fly.
"No need," Crab replied. "I've got pincers."
But as she climbed, one of the little Crabs she carried on her back fell, hit the ground, and died.
Fly began eating the dead Crab.
When Minnow laughed, his jaw broke.
Fly ran to get help. He got sweaty from running, and when he wiped the sweat from his brow, he sliced his head open.
Wrongdoers all suffer, sooner or later.
Inspired by: "The Fly, The Crab, and The Minnow" in Negro Culture In West Africa by George W. Ellis, 1914.
Notes: You can read the original story online.
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