THE FLEA AND THE MAN
A flea bit a man again and again. The man could not stand it any longer and made a thorough search for it, and succeeded in catching it. He held it between his finger and thumb and said (or shouted because he was very angry), "Who are you that you make so free with my person?" The flea was terrified and answered in a weak little voice, "Oh, sir! Please don't kill me! I am so little that I can't do you much harm." But the man laughed and said, "I am going to kill you now. If something is bad, we must destroy it, even if it can do only little harm".