THE GREAT SMURF TELLS: THE BAD SMURF
Once upon a time, there was a Smurf who always wanted to give others lessons because he thought he knew everything. When he was doing this, he was called Brainy Smurf. But behind his back, he was often given other names.
One day he wanted to give geography and history lessons to Lazy Smurf, who knew nothing about such things, and Vanity Smurf, who detested them. He summoned them to him, sat them down in front of a chalkboard, and asked them questions:
"Lazy Smurf, which river flows from Switzerland through Germany to the Netherlands?"
"...RRRRNN" snored Lazy Smurf, who had already fallen asleep.
"Yes, that's actually the Rhine! Very good, I'll give you a gold star. And now to you, Vanity Smurf. A history question: What color was the white horse of Smurfeon?"
"...Green?"
"Wrong! You get a point deducted! Who said: I smurf, therefore I am?"
"Oh, surely Lazy Smurf!"
"Wrong again! I warn you, Vanity Smurf! If you don't answer the third question correctly, I'll smurf the donkey hat on you! Watch out! Who founded Smurf Village?"
"...What, I should go home already? Smurf Village? It was just getting so nice..."
...And Vanity Smurf walked delightfully through the whole village. He found the hat very chic. And because he liked wearing it so much, he had answered Brainy Smurf's questions so poorly.
And so the other Smurfs learned this: In some things, it simply depends on making the best of them.
