This farmer, who could understand what the animals said to each other, did linger in the farm yard each evening just to listen to their words. One evening he did hear the ox bemoaning to the ass the hardness of his lot: 'I do labor pulling the plow from morning until night. No matter how hot the day, or how tired my legs, or how the bow doth chafe my neck, still must I work. But you are a creature of leisure. You are trapped with a colorful blanket and do nothing more than carry our master about where he wishes to go. When he goes nowhere you do rest and eat the green grass all the day. "Now the ass, in spite of his vicious heels, was a goodly fellow and sympathized with the ox. 'My good friend, he replied, 'you do work very hard and I would help ease your lot. Therefore, will I tell you how you may have a day of rest. In the morning when the slave comes to fetch you to the plow, lie upon the ground and bellow much that he may say you are sick and cannot work. "So the ox took the advice of the ass and the next morning the slave returned to the farmer and told him the ox was sick and could not pull the plow. "Then,' said the farmer, hitch the ass to the plow, for the plowing must go on.' All that day the ass, who had only intended to help his friend, found himself compelled to do the ox's task. When night came and he was released from the plow his heart was bitter and his legs were weary and his neck was sore where the bow had chafed it. The farmer lingered in the barnyard to listen. The ox began first. 'You are my good friend. Because of your wise advice I have enjoyed a day of rest.' '''And I,;' retorted the ass, am like many another simple hearted one who starts to help a friend and ends up by doing his task for him. Hereafter you draw your own plow, for I did hear the master tell the slave to send for the butcher Were you sick again. I wish he would, for you are a lazy fellow.' Thereafter they spoke to each other no more- this ended their friendship. If you desire to help thy friend, do so in a way that will not bring thy friends burdens upon thyself." Richest man in Babylon page 59 I think our players need to hear this story. They’re teenagers. We ask them to hold each other accountable, push each other, and lift the tide with their efforts. Sometimes they take on the burden’s of their friends in order to carry that weight, and that’s dangerous for them. It can also damage the relationships they share if one person feels slighted.
