The Frog Went Travelling [antikvár]

Once upon a time there lived a Frog. She lived in a swamp, caught midges and mosquitoes, and in spring croaked loudly together with all the other frogs. \ She would have lived there happily till the end of her days—if a stork did not eat her up, of course — but something happened one day which upset all her life. She was squatting on a snag that stuck out of the water, enjoying the warm drizzle. "What a lovely, wet day! How wonderful to be alive!" she was thinking.