land far away lived four greedy mice. Each thought only of what was
could for themselves. They lived in a huge castle next to a wide river.
Every day traders came to the village inside the castle walls and
brought cheeses, breads, and cloths from other lands. The people of
Prinda spent most of their time gathering wild berries in the woods and
making jam. They were famous for their Prinda Jams.
morning the four mice ran down to the gates of the castle to see what
the traders brought that day. Some days they all carried loaves of
crusty bread full of seeds and nuts. The mice loved to eat the bread and
followed the traders to the shops. As soon as the bread was put in the
back room, the greedy mice would fight each other for a loaf. The
biggest mouse, Boret, usually got the biggest loaf. Jilma was a bit
smaller than Boret and Hargon was smaller than Jilma. They got the next
biggest loaves and left the smallest one for Yoba. Sometimes Boret
finished his loaf and pushed Yoba out of the way and ate his loaf too.
days the traders brought cheese, Boret rarely let any of the other three
mice have any of it. He'd eat so much that his cheeks bulged and his
tummy poked out. Jilma and Hargon would get nibbles, but Yoba never got
any cheese at all.
fine summer morning as they stood waiting at the gates, they realized
something was different. No traders came. The shopkeepers guarded their
jars of Prinda Jams, but no traders came to buy any. Talk spread through
the village that a dragon was blocking the path to the castle and that
none of the traders were brave enough to try to get by and come to
four mice felt their tummies rumbling, especially Yoba, who hardly ever
got anything to eat. They looked at each other. “This will not do,”
Boret said. “We must get rid of the dragon so that the traders can come
back to Prinda and bring cheeses and breads.”
should we do?” Jilma looked worried. “We are but small mice. We can't
fight or slay a dragon.”
“Jilma's right. We are too small,” Hargon said.
think we can do it,” said Yoba. “I know a way.”
other three mice looked at tiny Yoba and sneered. “What could you
possibly do? I'm sure your idea is pure nonsense.”
the day lingered, their hunger grew. The mice sat in front of Yoba.
“Tell us your idea, little mouse,” Boret said.
four mice ran through the village gathering as many jars of Prinda Jams
as they could. They stacked them on a cart that they'd left outside the
gate. When it was full, they climbed on the horse and it walked down the
“There's the dragon,” Boret said. “Oh my. It's rather big. I hope your
idea works, Yoba, or we'll all be roasted alive.”
smiled. “Trust me.”
left the cart of jam parked in the middle of the path and called to the
dragon. “Oh stupid dragon. You can have this jam. It's not for you.” The
mice ran and hid when the dragon walked towards them.
watched from behind a tree. The dragon opened the jars and poured the
jam into its mouth. It emptied every single jar. When it tossed the last
one down on the ground, it turned an awful shade of green and howled.
“I've got a tummy ache.” It rolled around holding its belly and crying.
being a brave little mouse, ran over to the sobbing dragon. “If you go
to the highest mountain and stay in the cave, your tummy ache will go
away, but you must never ever come here again,” the mouse whispered in
the dragon's ear.
dragon stood and flapped its wings. “I'm leaving. I'm never coming
back.” Away it flew towards the mountains.
and the other mice ran over to Yoba. “Good job, Yoba. You're the hero.
Your wish is our command.”
looked at the mice. “I want you to stop being mean and bossy and greedy.
I want you to share all the food equally with the rest of us, Boret.”
idea,” said Horgan and Jilma.
shall be done. From now on we share everything.” Boret patted Yoba on
the back. “You did good today, little one.”
dragon never returned and soon the traders came back to Prinda. They
brought many cheeses, breads, grapes, olives and roasted nuts. Boret and
the other mice shared every last bite and at night went to bed full and