During the summer, the ant worked hard, putting aside provisions for the winter. But the cicada did nothing but sing all day. Then came the winter and the ant had to feed upon, since during the summer had accumulated a lot of food. The cicada began to feel the pangs of hunger, so she went to the ant to ask if he could give her something to eat. The ant said, "I worked hard for this and what did you do during the summer?" I sang. "Said the grasshopper. The ant said, "Well now dance!"
