A Stitch in Time Saves Nine

A Stitch in Time Saves Nine

Once upon a time there lived an ant named Arthur who was known as the laziest ant in his colony. Everyone knew Arthur was no good. However, the Queen ant had confidence in him. She knew that although lazy, Arthur would never turn down responsibility when he was trusted with it.

Her confidence made her take a decision that she would soon come to regret.

She made Arthur the leader of a team of ants and assigned him the task of mending a bridge made of rope. The bridge had initially been designed to help the ants cross a ravine filled with water. The ants had been using the bridge for hundreds of years. Now, with the passage of time, wear and tear had made the bridge quite weak. It could fall off any second and the Queen had to take measures to get it fixed quickly.

She knew that Arthur may be lazy but he would always strive for the safety of his colony. With the Queen’s permission, Arthur took his team to the bridge on a hot summer’s day. Arthur looked about the bridge. There were no leaves around it that could give them shade. If they wanted to work on the tree, they would have to do it underneath the hot sun.

Arthur looked at the bridge closely. It was breaking from the middle but it wouldn’t fall off any second. It was still strong enough to hold up. He decided to start working on it from tomorrow when there would be a little less heat and the sun would be a little more merciful. There was no to rush into things. He decided to rest and asked the rest of his team to do the same thing.

The next day, the sun was even hotter and Arthur felt just too exhausted to work in that kind of weather. He decided to wait another day. While Arthur kept waiting for a better day to start his work on the bridge, the bridge grew weaker and weaker. Arthur also spent the next few weeks snoozing, waiting for a convenient weather to start his work.

Finally, one day when about a dozen ants were crossing the bridge, it fell. All the ants that were crossing fell into the water below and cried for help. An entire army of ants had to pull together their efforts to rescue the drowning ants. Once the ants were saved, the next task was to mend the bridge. It took a full battalion of the army to fix the broken bridge and restore it the way it had been.

When the Queen ant found out about the disaster that the colony had to go through because of Arthur, she felt really disappointed. She called Arthur and told him that if he had done his work with haste, they wouldn’t have to deal with such a huge problem. “A nine!” She growled angrily at him. “But you will only understand that when you have no time to waste!”

She sentenced Arthur to work underground without break.


Moral: Don’t put off your work! It never shrinks; it only expands to a limit where it becomes too hard to handle. Always remember, a in time !


“Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.”  ~ Mother Theresa

A Selection of Time Quotes

“Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.”  ~ 

“Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.”  ~ Mother Theresa

“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I you make the best of it. And I you see things that startle you. I you feel things you never felt before. I you meet people with a different point of view. I you live a you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I you have the courage to start all over again.”  ~ Eric Roth

“A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.”  ~ Charles Darwin

“I sit beside the fire and think
Of all that I have seen
Of meadow flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been
Of yellow leaves and gossamer
In autumns that there were
With morning mist and silver sun
And wind upon my hairI sit beside the fire and think
Of how the world will be
When winter comes without a spring
That I shall ever see
For still there are so many things
That I have never seen
In every wood in every spring
There is a different green
I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people that will see a world
That I shall never knowBut all the while I sit and think
Of times there were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at the door”  ~ 

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