The Cheetah and the Sloth
A cheetah, known for his speed, is boasting about how fast he can run. “I can outrun any animal on land! There’s no one who can match my pace.”
A sloth overhears this and slowly raises his hand. “Well, I’m not the fastest, but I do have something you might not have.”
The cheetah laughs. “What? A nap?”
“No,” the sloth says with a smirk, “I have patience.”
“Patience? That’s nothing compared to my speed!” the cheetah scoffs.
The sloth shrugs. “I’m not in a rush to prove anything. But if you’d like to race, we can do it… tomorrow.”
The cheetah, confident in his abilities, agrees. The next day, they line up at the starting line. The cheetah dashes off in a blur, while the sloth begins his slow and steady pace. By the time the cheetah reaches the finish line, the sloth is just halfway there—but he’s not worried.
“See?” the sloth says with a grin. “I may be slow, but I’m always going to be here tomorrow, while you’re already out of breath.”
