The Yak and the Fog Bell
A yak named Tashi wore a massive brass bell suspended from his neck, and he absolutely detested it. Every step he took produced a deafening clang, and the other animals never missed a chance to tease him. "You will never sneak up on anyone," said the foxes. "You sound like a rattling kettle."
One evening Tashi finally resolved to remove the bell. He slipped it carefully from his neck and hung it on a fence post near the high meadow. "Peace at last," he sighed, and he wandered away to graze.
During the night a thick fog tumbled down from the mountain peaks. By morning it was so dense that Tashi could not even see his own horns. Somewhere inside the swirling whiteness, he heard thin, frightened voices calling out. A group of young goats had strayed from the path and could no longer find their way home.
Tashi thought immediately of his bell. He pushed back through the fog until he located the fence post. Then he lifted the bell in his mouth and shook it as vigorously as he could. Clang! Clang! Clang!
One by one, the goats trotted out of the mist, following the sound. Before long all twelve of them stood shivering beside the fence.
That very day, Tashi hung the bell around his neck again. It still rang with every step, but he no longer minded. A sound that irritates you in one place may be exactly what someone else needs in another.