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A green frog dances on a huge mossy Log in a reedy marsh as other frogs watch from lily pads and the bank, and bearded Jove laughs down from the clouds.

The Frogs Who Desired a King

Aesop

2 min read ages 4 and up

The Frogs live happily in their marsh, splashing about all day and caring for nobody. But some of them decide that every swamp ought to have a king, so they send a petition up to Jove.


Once upon a time the Frogs lived in a marsh that suited them perfectly. They were as happy as could be. All day long they splashed about, caring for nobody, and nobody bothered them.

But some of them decided this was not right. Every swamp, they said, ought to have a king and proper laws. So they agreed to send a petition up to Jove, the king of the gods.

“Mighty Jove,” they cried, “send us a king who will rule over us and keep us in order!”

Jove laughed at their croaking. Then he threw a huge Log down into the swamp, and it landed with an enormous splash.

The Frogs were frightened half to death. They all rushed to the bank and stared at the horrible monster in the middle of their swamp. But after a while, when they saw that it never moved, one or two of the boldest crept out toward the Log, and one even dared to touch it. Still it did not move.

Then the greatest hero of the Frogs jumped right up onto the Log and began dancing up and down on it. At that, all the other Frogs came and did the same. From then on they went about their business as usual and paid no attention at all to their new King Log, lying there in the water.

This did not suit them either. So they sent another petition up to Jove.

“We want a real king,” they told him, “one that will really rule over us!”

This time Jove was angry. He sent them a big Stork, and the Stork soon set to work gobbling the Frogs up, one after another.

A white Stork with a long red bill wades through the shallows of the marsh, bill lowered to the water, as green frogs leap from lily pads toward the muddy bank.

The Frogs were sorry they had ever asked, but by then it was too late.

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Retold by Talerie from The Fables of Aesop (opens in a new window) Public domain