Summary Once in a bog, a frog sat under a Sumac tree and croaked all night in a loud and unpleasant voice. The other creatures loathed his voice but their complaints, insults and brickbats couldn't stop him from croaking. He was insensitive to the feelings of other creatures and the disturbances he was causing. On a moonlit night, a nightingale perched on the sumac tree and sang entrancingly into the night. The creatures of the bog were mesmerized by its exquisite melody. The frog listened, dumbstruck; and all stared at the tree with joy and surprise as they had never heard such a beautiful voice before. At the end there was a huge applause. While the nightingale serenaded her song, ducks swum and herons waded close to her and applauded her for her beautiful voice. The frog was sad and cried because he had never received such pr...