Once there was a mountain climber who had competed his conquest of
an unnamed mountain and was on his way back down the mountain. Although it had
taken several days to climb to the top, the journey back down was much quicker,
and he was very happy that he would be below the snow line in just a few hours
as he could feel the possibility of fresh snow in the air. His breath was
forming small clouds as he expelled each breath, and as he stopped to rest on
the precarious slope, he heard a soft voice speak to him asking, “Sir could you
help me?”
He looked around
and seeing nothing asked “Where are you?”
“Down here” came the
reply.
So he began to
inspect the ground near where he was standing. A movement on the ground a few
feet away caught his attention. He was dismayed to see a beautiful
multi-colored snake coiled on the ground which was apparently watching him.
Recovering his composure, he asked “Is it you speaking to me?” The same
unmistakable soft voice replied “Yes, I am.”
The man warily took a
step backwards and asked, “How can I help you?
The snake replied, “I
have stayed too long on the high slope, and I can feel snow in the air. If I am
caught in the snow then I may die, and I can’t get down the mountainside
quickly by myself. Could you be kind enough to carry me down the mountainside
below the snow line? I would be very grateful. Also, since I know this mountain
terrain very well, I may be able to help you find an easier path down.”
The man was taken aback
by the request, and since he had a fear of snakes, he was very disinclined to
get any closer to the snake. However, the plaintive request gave him much pity
for the snake’s predicament. He really wanted to help, but was in a quandary
about how to do it. Then he had an idea. He did not want to hurt the snake’s
feelings by implying that he distrusted it, but he did not want to pick it up.
So he said, “I have to have my hands free to be able to climb down, so I can’t
carry you in my hand. However, I have a pocket in my backpack that I can unzip,
and you can craw in, and I can zip it up. You can’t fall out after I zip it
closed, and I will have my hands free for climbing. How does that sound?”
“It sounds a little
uncomfortable, but if you will stop often to let me get out of the pocket for
fresh air, I can do that.” The snake replied.
“OK, then it is agreed.”
The man concluded. At that, the man removed his backpack, unzipped it, and
allowed the snake to crawl in. He then proceeded with his descent. After a
short time, the two of them began to talk back and forth, and the man became
more relaxed with the idea that he had a snake in his backpack. But as time
passed, the snake began to note that it was quite stuffy in the pocket, and
mentioned it to the man several times. Each time the man would stop, unzip the
backpack, and the snake would crawl out for a breath of fresh air. Finally,
during one of these stops, the snake asked if the man could leave a small
opening in the zipper to make it more comfortable, and although he had some
misgivings, the man agreed. Each time that they stopped, the man became less
apprehensive, and he began to leave the zipper open even more. After a while,
the man decided that there was no real reason to keep the zipper closed at all,
and from that point on, the snake would simply poke its head out when it wanted
fresh air. Many times as they descended the mountain, the snake suggested
routes to the man which were easier to descend. Finally, the snake told the man
that they were well below the snow line and noted a large boulder with ample
room beneath it for the snake to safely reside. “You can just put me down at
the base of the boulder” the snake said to the man.
The man realized that he
had never even asked the snake its name, and it seemed reasonable to ask as he
was placing the snake on the ground. The snake replied “My name is Omarosa” as
it was placed on the ground, and then it turned and bite the man viciously
before quickly slithering under the boulder.
“Why did you do that?”
the man cried out, “I thought we were friends.”
“You foolish old man.”
The snake laughed. “What did you expect? After all I am a snake!”
Do you think President Trump should hear this story?
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