Английская сказка "Мудрый кролик"

A wise rabbit

One sunny day a rabbit came out of his hole in the ground to enjoy the fine weather. The day was so nice that he became careless and was caught by a fox.

- I am going to eat you for lunch!, said the fox.

- Wait!, replied the rabbit. - You should at least wait a few days.

- Oh yeah? Why should I wait?

- Well, I’m still working on my thesis on The Superiority of Rabbits over Foxes and Wolves."

- Are you crazy? I should eat you right now! Everybody knows that a fox will always win over a rabbit.

- Not really, not according to my research. If you like, you can come into my hole and read it for yourself. If you are not convinced, you can go ahead and have me for lunch.

- You really are crazy!

But since the fox was curious and had nothing to lose, he went with the rabbit… And he never came out.

A few days later the rabbit was again taking a break from writing and sure enough, a wolf came out of the bushes, caught him and was ready to eat him up.

- Wait! - yelled the rabbit, - you can’t eat me right now.

- And why might that be, my furry appetizer?

- I am just finishing my thesis on The Superiority of Rabbits over Foxes and Wolves.

The wolf laughed so hard that he almost lost his grip on the rabbit.

- Maybe I shouldn’t eat you; you really are sick in the head.

- Come and read it for yourself; you can eat me afterwards if you disagree with my conclusions.

So the wolf went down into the rabbit’s hole ... and never came out.

The rabbit finished his thesis and was celebrating in the local lettuce cafe. Another rabbit came along and asked,

- What’s up? You seem very happy.

- Yup, I’ve just finished my thesis.

- Congratulations. What’s it about?

- The Superiority of Rabbits over Foxes and Wolves.

- Are you sure? That doesn’t sound right.

- Oh yes. Come and read it for yourself.

So together they went down into the rabbit’s hole. As they entered, the friend saw the typical graduate mess after writing a thesis. The computer with the controversial work was in one corner. And to the right there was a pile of fox bones, while on the left there was that of wolf bones. And in the middle was a large, well-fed lion.

The moral of the story

The title of your thesis doesn’t matter. The subject doesn’t matter.

The research doesn’t matter. All that matters is who your advisor is.