Every bucket
counts
Once day, having
learned that the
King of Fez was
hunting lions in
the
neighbourhood,
they decided to
invite him and
his court, and
killed a number
of sheep in his
honour. The
sovereign had
dinner and went
to bed. Wishing
to show their
generosity, they
placed a huge
goatskin bottle
before his door
and agreed to fill
it up with milk
for the royal
breakfast.
The villagers all
had to milk their
goats and then
each of them had
to tip his bucket
into the
container. Given
its great size,
each of them said
to himself that he
might just as well
dilute his milk
with a good
quantity of water
without anyone
noticing.
To the extent
that, in the
morning, such a
thin liquid was
poured out for
the king and his
court that it had
no taste than the
taste of meanness
and greed.
Source: "Leo The
African" by Amin
Maalouf
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