There was once a mouse traveling through the forest. Before he knew, it was trotting over the paws of a sleeping lion. The lion woke up and grabbed the mouse in his sharp claws.“Please don’t eat me !” begged the mouse. “I will never bother you again. And who knows? I may be able to do you a good turn one day”The lion laughed, “You are too small to help a big lion! But I like your spirit. Run along now and stay out of trouble in the future”. The grateful mouse scampered offSome time later, the lion ran into a trap and found himself caught in a strong net. The more struggled the tighter the rope became. Soon the poorlion completely helpless.Suddenly he heard a little voice. “Can I help you?”. It was the mouse. The lion shook his head sadly. “I am afraid the hunters will be along soon. That will be the end of me”.“No, it will not,” said the mouse. He started chewing through the rope. Bit by bit the net fell off, and at last the lion was free.“How can I thank you?” asked the lion“One good turn deserves another” replied the mouse. “But just remember, size isn’t everything” Where did the story happen ?