Just then there w as a splash in
the brook. The splash scared the
hares. They ran off to hide. As
they ran, they scared a bunch of
frogs.
“Look,” said one of the hares.
“The frogs are scared of us!”
“Yes, they are!” said the next
hare. “They are scared of us! Well,
I’m glad I am not a frog!”
“Yes!” said the last hare. “In the
end, it is good to be a hare!”