The Donkey Who Would Sing

 A wild jackass once lived in the forest. He had no companions and experienced in isolation.

On one occasion a jackal passing by saw the jackass. He went up to the jackass and said, "What is wrong? For what reason do you look so miserable my dear individual?"

The jackass went to the jackal and said, "I have no companions and am forlorn."

"All things considered, you can definitely relax. I will be your companion from today," the jackal console him.

From that day, the jackass and jackal turned out to be generally excellent companions. They were constantly seen together.

One twilight night, the jackal and the jackass were walking around the forest. It was a cool and wonderful night. As they strolled on, they came to the edges of a town lining the forest. There before them was a forest of organic product trees.

"Ok. Look! How superb and flavorful the organic products look," said the jackass. "We should eat some of them."

"OK," said the jackal. "However, we should do it unobtrusively."

They entered the forest and quietly began to eat the organic products. Subsequent to eating enough, they lay under a tree cheerful and content. "That was flavorful, yet there is something missing this evening," said the jackass.

"What is that?" asked the jackal. "Why, music obviously," addressed the jackass, looking somewhat shocked.

The jackal inquired, "Where are we going to get music from?" The jackass said. "Don't you realize that I am a cultivated vocalist?"

The jackal was frightened. "Keep in mind, we are in a plantation. Assuming that the rancher hears us, we will be in a tough situation. If you have any desire to sing let us disappear from here," he prompted the jackass.

"You figure I can't sing, don't you?" asked the jackass in a hurt voice.

"Stand by till you hear me."

The jackal understood that the jackass was not ready to take his a word of wisdom. He moved away and concealed himself behind a bunch of trees. The jackass tossed back his head and began his melody. "He … haw, hee-haw," he bawled resoundingly.

The ranchers hearing the boisterous bawling came surging with sticks and gave the stupid jackass an extreme beating that left the jackass feeling sore everywhere.

After the ranchers had left, the jackal headed toward his companion. He said. "Is this the award you won for your singing?"

"They don't see the value in great music," answered a hurt and embarrassed jackass.

The jackal answered. "This happens when you don't pay attention to the counsel given by an old buddy. I want to believe that you have taken in an example."