One day, while gathering food for her hive, Lady Vespa (i.e. "Lady Wasp") happened upon the house of a magician. The walls of the house were so thick and strong that they appeared impenetrable to other animals. But Lady Vespa was clever at infiltrating other animals' abodes, and because she was attracted to the intoxicating scents emanating from the house, it didn't take long for her to find a way inside.
Once inside, she found the house to be very warm and comforting. Longing to discover where the wondrous scents were coming from, she began to explore. "Gee, imagine how happy the Queen and all the hive would be if I brought back a little piece of food something smelling like THIS."
In her search, Lady Vespa discovered that the scents all seemed to be coming from one table, upon which were arrayed a collection of potions in glass bottles set in a neat little line. She approached the first, and sniffed it. It smelled intoxicating, like alcohol. "This smells wonderful, like nutritious food, but it's so strong it wouldn't be suitable for the hive all by itself."
So she went to the next. It smelled repugnant, like poison. "This is a hearty poison, and a good dose of this would make our hive nigh on invincible. But it's so strong, and we need nutrients too. It's not suitable by itself."
So she went to the next. It smelled like a spicy fire, overwhelming her senses. "Wow. This is very invigorating. And it would be sure to bring much life to the hive, since we hornets love to be active so much. But by itself it is useless. It's not suitable by itself."
Then she had the idea, "Why not take a little bit of all three, and mix it all up in my mouth?" And that's what she did.
Just then, the magician came home and saw Lady Vespa. Magicians, as a general rule, do not like hornets. So when he saw her, he became angry, muttered an angry word, and wished for her to leave. Lady Vespa heard this, but she was an aggressive hornet, and like most hornets, saw herself as superior to the other. So she was unperturbed.
This made the magician even more angry. So the magician swatted at Lady Vespa. Lady Vespa fell face-first to the floor, where she bit off a big chunk of dirt, which mixed with the other ingredients. She contemplated stinging the magician, but the accident of falling to the floor was a "happy accident," because a mouthful of dirt was a good addition to the concoction she was brewing in her mouth for the other hornets.
Nevertheless, she was angry at the magician. So she flew right up in the magician's face and did the angry dance. "I am angry at you," she sang. "I could sting you."
"I am angry at you, I could sting you."
"I am angry at you, I could sting you."
Again and again, she sang this. Flying in front, and to the right, and to the left, then back in front. The magician was frightened, of course, because all animals fear the hornet. But he was full of cunning and poison was in his heart. So, just under his breath, he uttered a curse: "Abmamg, quem paravi. I have prepared."
Lady Vespa, feeling she had gotten her point across, left the house to return to the hive. On her way back, she saw bear. The bear had arrows sticking out of his back. Lady Vespa felt she should be sad, but unbeknownst to her, the magician's curse had taken away her tears. So she could not cry. She became angry instead, and she knew this was wrong, but she couldn't help it.
So Lady Vespa flew to the bear and asked him, "Who did this horrible thing to you? Tell me, and I will sting him."
"It wasn't a him," the bear replied, "It was a HER! The daughter of the Tribe of Man caught me stealing picnic food from her tent. I wasn't trying to hurt anyone, I was only hungry! But she told me to stop and tried to take back her picnic food. Angry, I swatted at her. Then her mother showed up and shot me with arrows!"
Not thinking clearly, Lady Vespa was full of anger. "Tell me where to find this woman and I will sting her," she said.
So the bear told Lady Vespa where to find the woman, and Lady Vespa set out to sting her. First, though, she came across the daughter. Lady Vespa flew up to the daughter and did the angry dance.
"I am angry at you, I could sting you."
"I am angry at you, I could sting you."
"I am angry at you, I could sting you."
The daughter said, "Why would you sting me? What have I done?"
"Okay. I'm not angry at you, I'm angry at your mother. She shot a bear full of arrows just for trying to have a good lunch. So tell me where your mother is so I can sting her."
The daughter said, "That bear should not have tried to steal from me. Why should I tell you where my mother is?"
"Even though the bear was not right in stealing the picnic basket, that doesn't make it right to shoot him full of arrows. Two wrongs don't make a right."
"Okay, you may have a point. And I'll admit, I was frightened by your angry dance. So I'll tell you where my mother is. If you go to the South, you'll find her in a cave on the mountainside. Okay, I've told you. Now please leave. You might be able to sting me, but I could always swat you or spray you with a can of Raid!"
So Lady Vespa left to find the woman's mother. But she didn't find her. Even more angry, she returned to the daughter and asked again where her mother was.
"You must've just missed her. She's headed West. Go West, and you'll find her lighting a big bonfire."
So Lady Vespa went West. Following a trail of smoke, she found the remains of a bonfire, but the fuel was spent, and the daughter's mother was nowhere to be found. So again she became angry and returned to the daughter.
"You must've missed her again. After going West, she was going to head North. Go North, and you'll find her in a treehouse."
So Lady Vespa went North. She looked for a treehouse. At first she found nothing, but by accident, the wind lifted her high into the air, and she found a village of treehouses very high up. She flew very quickly into each one so that she could find the mother before sundown, but she found nothing. So she returned to the daughter.
"You unlucky creature! She was making business in the North all day. Now she must've gone East. Go East, and you'll find her under a rock."
So Lady Vespa went East. She thought it would be difficult to find the rock the daughter was talking about, because there are many rocks in the world, even more than there are treehouses. But in the East was nothing but sand dunes, and in the middle of the sand dunes was one gigantic rock—the only rock for miles.
Lady Vespa knew it would be difficult to find a way under this rock, but she was not worried, because hornets are very clever at finding ways into places of which other animals are locked out. So she searched around the rock, and sure enough, she found many tunnels made by ants which were just big enough for her to crawl into.
But she crawled through tunnel after tunnel and couldn't find the mother. Still angry, but now exhausted, she returned to the daughter. When she came back, the daughter's back was turned. Lady Vespa wanted to do the angry dance, but she was too tired. She barely had enough energy to fly all the way to the other side of the room just so she could look the daughter in the face. But she did.
And when Lady Vespa saw the face of the daughter, she realized, suddenly, that she was not speaking to the daughter at all, but to the mother! And she was radiating such brilliant light, and looked so peaceful and pleasant and happy, she couldn't bring herself to do the angry dance, let alone sting her.
Lady Vespa thought about things. She was angry all the time, she thought. And she had no right to judge the mother for shooting the bear with arrows, because she herself was prone to sting.
"What's wrong?" asked the mother. "Are you afraid to sting me?"
"I would like to sting you, but it doesn't seem right anymore."
"I like hornets," said the mother. "You are my friend."
"Is it okay for me to sting people who hurt others, and to sneak into their houses and steal their potions, and to do angry dances?"
The mother responded by touching the Earth and saying, "Om."
And lady wasp began to cry. Her tears became rivulets, feeding all the baby wasps and all the animals of the world. And, still having the potion in her mouth which she concocted from the magician's house, she fed all the baby hornets her delicious food, and they all were happy, especially the Queen.