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The Legend of the Trids
There once was this group of strange beings called
Trids. The Trids were only about a foot long, and the
lived in a valley next to a hill. Every day they would
climb the hill to gather berries and other plant foods.
At the top of the hill lived an Ogre that always kicked
the Trids down the hill.
Finally, the leader of the Trids called a local Rabbi
to come help them get food and to talk to the ogre. The
Rabbi stood behind a tree on the hill and watched the
Trids climb up the hill.
All was fine, until the Ogre popped out of a cave and
one-by-one kicked the screaming Trids down the hill.
The Rabbi scaled the hill and asked the hideous
creature why he kept kicking the Trids.
The Ogre looked over at the Rabbi and simply replied,
"Silly Rabbi, Kicks are for Trids."
There once was this group of strange beings called
Trids. The Trids were only about a foot long, and the
lived in a valley next to a hill. Every day they would
climb the hill to gather berries and other plant foods.
At the top of the hill lived an Ogre that always kicked
the Trids down the hill.
Finally, the leader of the Trids called a local Rabbi
to come help them get food and to talk to the ogre. The
Rabbi stood behind a tree on the hill and watched the
Trids climb up the hill.
All was fine, until the Ogre popped out of a cave and
one-by-one kicked the screaming Trids down the hill.
The Rabbi scaled the hill and asked the hideous
creature why he kept kicking the Trids.
The Ogre looked over at the Rabbi and simply replied,
"Silly Rabbi, Kicks are for Trids."
