There is a story, a hunter went into the woods with bow and spear. In his heart he was imagining carrying the biggest game, ie deer. Fashion does not use dogs to hunt or nets, but waited behind a tree that is often traveled by the prey animal.
Not long he waited, a large bat flying the night perched on a small tree right in front of hunters. With a swing of a machete or blow up the spear, the bat should be obtained. But the hunter's mind, "why bother with the bat? What are comparable to the large deer that I drill?" Recently, a mouse deer passed and even licked the tip of the spear, but she thought, Oh, just a mouse deer, nobody even wanted to eat, to no avail.
Suddenly …
