Once upon a time, there was a man who made his fortune through much hard work. Satisfied with himself for having succeeded in doing so, decided to offer himself a holiday for the first time in his life at a ski resort and even thought he'd learn how to ski.

Unexperienced and clumsy, he went off the ski trail and fell into a ravine. By some miracle, as he fell he managed to grab onto a small bush growing between the rocks. Below him he saw haw far it was to the ground and knew that if he fell he'd surely be crushed to death. His hands gripped the bush, but he knew that he wouldn't have the strength to hold on much longer. The bush began to crack and its roots began to pull loose. . .

At the height of his anguish, the man cried, "Is anyone there? Is anyone there??"

"I am here, my son," replied a solemn voice. "Have no fear and let go of the bush. My angels will catch you and place you gently on the ground."

The man thought for a moment before crying, "Is there anyone else?"

cheers,

Aux