It was a warm day. Lion was sleeping under a cool shade of the tree. Munch, a naughty little mouse was playing nearby.

He stood quietly looking at the sleeping lion. What fun it will be to climb on his back and then slide down, thought munch. And why not the lion.

is sleeping and will not come to know. Munch ran up the lion s’ tail, and on to his back. Lion felt something pricing his skin. 

He woke up the lion saw , the mouse on his back, and roared in anger. You little mouse how dare you wake me up don’t know that I am the king of the jungle  shall kill you lion laughed when he heard this. You amours me litter one. I wonder how a small creature like you can never help me.

 I am the king of the jungle after all. Anyway, run along. I spare you said lion and went back to sleep. Thank you, your majesty munch squeaked and ran away as fast as he could. Your majesty, I soon you outs. Of here said munch

The little mouse began nibbling through ropes with his sharp teeth. Soon, lion was free lion picked up munch said thanks for saving my life. It was my turn to help you said munch softly.  

The moral of the story is No act no kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted.