The Heron Who Never Asked
At the edge of a marsh, a tall gray heron named Alder stood very still in the shallows. He was an excellent fisher. But he had one problem: he never asked anyone for anything, because he believed that asking made a bird look weak.
One spring, a thick mat of floating weeds spread across his favorite fishing spot, and Alder could not see the water beneath it. The fish stayed hidden, and he stood there for three days without a single catch while his stomach growled and his feathers grew dull. A beaver named Maple swam past and asked whether something was wrong. But Alder said stiffly that he was simply resting. Maple raised an eyebrow, since he had watched the heron standing in the same place for three days, yet he said nothing and swam on.
By the fourth day, Alder was so weak that he wobbled. A small frog on a lily pad finally spoke up and told him that if he wanted help he should say so, because nobody in the marsh could read his mind. The words stung. But Alder knew they were true, and he called across the water that he needed help clearing the weeds. Within an hour, Maple and three muskrats were towing the weeds to the shore. Alder caught a fat perch before sunset and shared it with all of them. He still found asking hard, but he never again confused it with weakness.