A SHOVEL once felt bad about being idle during winter time. "I prefer summer, as I can play with the sand", he used to say to the other gardening tools, and patiently waited for the winter months to pass. They, on the other hand, thought of him as being lazy, as his summer creations ended up being washed away by the waves.
One cold winter day, the shovel looked outside the window and saw everything covered with white snow. "There's my chance to prove to the other tools how diligent I am", he thought and lost little time: he went outside and started shoveling the snow that had amassed on the street.
First, he thought of making a snowman. He built three snow balls: one big and one medium size for the body, and one smaller for the head. He then placed a hat on his creation, as well as two branches for the hands and a carrot for the nose. As soon as he finished his masterpiece, he summoned the other gardening tools to have a look. Yet, in no time the wild wind blew and turned the snowman into pieces.
"It must have been a great piece of sculpture, but it didn't stand the test of time...", the gardening tools told him and went back to their work.
The second time, he thought of making a big house: he took as much snow as possible, compressed it and started building walls. He then shaped rooms, a door, as well as a roof and a chimney. After adding windows and a garden, he summoned the other tools again to marvel at his creation.
"Very nice, but...", they replied, and just before finishing the phrase the wild wind blew once more and tore the chimney down. Fresh snow soon poured from outside the windows and doors of the house. "Doesn't seem like your house is safe", they told him and went back to their work once more.
The stubborn shovel then got angry, so the third time he tried to build a proper Castle. He gathered as much snow as he could and turned it into bricks with which he built walls. On top of them, he added tall walls, along with a moat and a solid gate. After finishing his creation, he called the gardening tools again.
Yet, even this time, the wind blew snow on the Castle, tossing its towers down and filling the moat. "Maybe your building materials are to blame!", the tools told him and started laughing at the sight of his destroyed Castle, as our good shovel became red with shame.
The wind, then, blew again, yet this time, it soon turned into a dangerous blizzard. The gardening tools became really scared and covered their eyes to protect themselves. "Trust me!", the shovel told them, then quickly gathered the bricks he had used for the Castle and shaped them into a round Igloo, just like the ones eskimos live in. After placing the last brick, he asked the gardening tools to enter it so as to be protected.
"Are we sure it's not going to fall on our heads?", they wondered. Having little choice, however, they agreed to walk inside the Igloo. The wild wind entered as well, but as Igloos have a round shape, it got trapped inside. Not only did the Igloo not fall, but it even kept the tools warm for the duration of the blizzard.
"We are saved!", they all exclaimed as soon as they walked out of the Igloo a few minutes later and observed that the blizzard had caused much destruction in its passage. They thanked the shovel and apologized for making fun of his diligence all this time, as they realized that building an Igloo in such a short amount of time is no easy work....