A sick deer was lying in a corner,helpless and weak. He was less miserable knowing that he had collected enough grass to last him through his period of illness. He was glad that some friends came to see him.But suddenly,to his dismay, he saw that some friends who had come to see him were helping themselves to the food. ‘’Please go away,‘’he said.‘’My illness will not kill me but your greed certainly could.‘’The friends went unhappily. ‘’We are so sorry that we have eaten your grass,‘’his friends said with a sad expression. ‘’You’d better leave.True friends will not behave so selfishly,‘’said the deer.