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First

Attempt

ne sunny morning as he cleaned his

little home with the morning dew,

Othe snail decided to try to work as a

carpenter. He didn’t know how to start. He was

afraid of ruining a beautiful piece of wood with

his clumsiness, so he decided to decorate his

own home frst of all. If he could decorate the

house he carried on his back beautifully, it would

prove to his friends and to himself that he could

be a successful carpenter. Slowly but surely the

tiny snail crawled to the old tree stump. He

decided to start work. He began to rub his shell

against the tree stump to shape it just as he

wanted. The other animals of the forest gathered

to watch the snail who was rubbing up and

down against the old wooden stump. What a

very unusual sight for them! In the beginning,

the other animals watched with interest to see

what he was doing, but they turned to sneering

- a snail couldn’t ever be a carpenter. The tiny

snail paid no attention to the reactions of the

other animals. Instead, with a great deal of

dedication, he carried on working and rubbing

and scrubbing, decorating his little home.