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NEW REVIEWS: Stories like Su Chang's "The Lion King and the Mouse" are a special
pleasure to read. Clean and pure with a thorny message, Sue Chang's works always
perform well in a society that is consumed by sex and violence. They are true hallmarks
of good writing. Thank you Su Chang! *****__J. M. Humperjohn.
It is so delightfully remarkable how Su Chang can take a bedtime story for small children
and turn it into a wonderful morality play for adults. As she did with "A Coat of Many
Colors" we now have a charming and disarming short story as a teacher of friendship,
loyalty, and the conquest of bite over might. Well done Su Chang! *****__ Captain Apple
A sweet and comforting short story. With a moral that is welcome to readers today. Sue
Chang never fails to please the palate and cheer up one's spirit. Keep up the good work, Su
Chang! ****__ Barbara A. Sabo.
We all take for granted that we are able to do whatever we wish without any help, but in
the end, our vain could lead to our demise. If we could learn anything from the Lion King,
it is that even in the smallest packages, there is someone waiting to help us through the
dark moments of our life. ****__Melissa R. Mendelson.
|ONCE there was a most powerful Line King. He slept when he wished. He ate as he liked. And
pleasures. The Antelope darted helter-skelter at his approach. The Elephants trumpeted his
coming, their children to keep safe. And Zebras ran their colors together at the slightest hint
of his shadow.
On this day, the Lion King was asleep, his pride at his side keeping watch for the fearful
hunters. As he slept, a little Mouse began running up and down upon him. This soon wakened
the Lion King, who placed his huge paw upon the tiny Mouse and opened his big jaws to
“Pardon, O King!” cried the little Mouse. “Forgive me this time and I shall never forget it.
Who knows but what I may be able to do you a good turn one of these days?”
The Lion King was so tickled at the idea of the Mouse being able to help him, that he lifted up
his paw to let him go. "Perhaps you may," said the Lion King, "but first you must better
understand my powers. Which it is certain that you do not, or you would have never played
with me. Climb upon my back and you will soon learn why I am call the Lion King."
And so the Lion King called to his first wife and sent her after meat for a fine feast. After a
while the Loin King and the Mouse came upon the carcass of a young tender Zebra that the
first wife had felled for their dinner. "Do you see my power?" the Lion King asked of the
Mouse. "Yes, great King," the little Mouse replied, "your wife has prepared a great feast for
you and the others, but they await your fill first."
Then the Lion King called to his second wife and sent her to find a place where they could
have water. After a while, the lion King and the Mouse came to a small bend in the land
where a gentle stream offered its cool and thirst-quenching waters. The lion king drank his
fill and said to the Mouse, "Now do you understand my power?" "Yes, great King," the little
Mouse answered, "the waters are at your command."
Then the Lion King called his pride together high upon a rocky plain where they were to
sleep. "Now do you understand my power?" the Lion King roared as he lay down to rest.
"Yes, great King," the Mouse said, "it is now a time for rest for you and your family."
"Leave us then," the Lion King growled, "and never seek to play with me again!" A wry smile
upon his lips at the Mouse's suggestion that he could help one so powerful as the Lion King.
And so the little Mouse scampered away so grateful that he never forgot his promise to the
Some time thereafter, the Lion King was caught in a trap that the fearful hunters had set for
him. It was now their plan to soon carry him alive to their King, and so they tied him to a tree
while they went in search of a wagon to carry him.
The Lion King thrashed at his binds, roared for his wives, and cursed the fearful hunters. All
to no avail. His binds only tightened the more he tried to remove them. His wives saw his
plight and left to join a new Lion King less stupid than this one. And his curses fell upon deaf
ears of the hunters.
Just then the little Mouse happened to pass by, and seeing the sad plight into which the Lion
King had fallen, went up to him and soon began to gnaw away the ropes that bound the King
of the Beasts.
When he had freed the Lion King, the little Mouse climbed upon his back and whispered with
a chuckle in his ear: “Was I not right?” said the little Mouse.
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