Mama used to tell this little story about the frog who fell in the churn. Today I found the same premise in a poem on a blog by someone named Suzanne.
Two frogs fell into a deep cream bowl.
One was an optimistic soul.
The other took the gloomy view
“We’ll drown,” he cried, without more ado;
So, with a last despairing cry
He flung up his legs and said “Good-by.”
Said the other frog with a plucky grin, I can’t get out, but I won’t give in;
I’ll just swim around till my strength is spent, Then I can die with more content.”
Bravely he swam till it would seem
His struggles began to churn the cream.
At last on top of the butter he stopped, And out of the bowl he gladly hopped
What is the moral? ‘Tis easily found -—
When you can’t get out keep swimming around.
Mama told it as, "he just keep kicking until he kicked up a little pat of butter to sit upon." Her moral: "Just keep kicking."
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