This is my 9-year-old Granddaughter's version:
WeasEl was just locking the door of his toadstool house, when the postbird flew over delivering a letter. Weasel opened it and read it to himself.
It said that he was invited to an event including: an orchestra at a famous music venue, a show on how to sense danger from your enemy, and a cooking show on how to make penne from scratch. "Ooooh!" he said as he jumped over the fence and sat in the shade going over the letter again. The next day, he set off for the event. On the way, he met Mr Lilypad. A dense fog surrounded him as Mr Lilypad taught the little frogs how to jump between lilypads. Jack, one of the little frogs, heeds the advice greatly, much more than the others. Last week, it was raining heavily, hence the ground was now very damp and wet making it difficult for weasel to get to the event.
This is my version:
"HE who heeds the advice of his enemy is on a slippery slope away from success in life", said the man on the tv. But that was lost on Ricky as he ate his penne and Italian tomato sauce. The café venue for his meal rarely meant that anyone actually paid attention to the tv. After his meal, Ricky went outside into the thick fog that had suddenly descended. Ricky wasn't concerned as he knew the area well, but despite that, he had a shock when he bumped into a fence. Hence forward he slowed down. Whenever he reached a spot in the shade of a tree he slowed down even more as the streetlights gave no clue whatsoever. As he was creeping through one of these shady patches he was overtaken by a blind woman walking at a brisk pace. "Well I'd never thought of that", Ricky thought, "that the loss of the sense of sight can be an advantage sometimes". After that evening his respect for blind people increased significantly.
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