The Miser

A very good morning to the honourable judges,

teachers and my fellow friends. Today, I am going to tell
you a story entitled ”The Miser‘.

Once upon a time, there was a miser who had lot of

gold. The miser saved it himself. ”Shh…I will keep my gold
in a very safe place.‘ So, he buried the gold in a garden.
Everyday, the miser will dig out the treasure and count to
make sure it was there. ”One, two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight, nine, ten…Hahaha… I am so rich. I have so
much gold.‘

A thief had heen watching him for so long. And one

night, the thief stole all the golds. The next day, the miser
went to count his gold. (La...la…la…la…la……Huh….) He
was shocked when he found nothing but an empty hole.
”My gold! O my gold! Where’s my gold! Where’s my gold!
Someone has robbed me!‘ cried the miser.

”Why did you put it there? Why did you not keep it in
the house where you could get it easily when you had to
buy things?‘ asked the stranger who heard he cried.

”Buy? I was never think of spending any of my gold,‘

screamed the miser angrily. The stranger picked up a
large stone and threw it into the hole. ”If that is the case,
save the stone. It is as worthless as the gold you have
lost!‘ he said.
 Finally, the miser realized that he is foolish of not
making use of his gold. My dear friends, remember a
possession is worth no more than the use we make of it.
Thank you.