Steve and Kynthos were in the courtyard with a small baby goat. The goat was trying to hop onto a low stone wall, but its legs were clumsy and it kept sliding back down.
Kynthos, feeling bad for the struggling little goat, walked over and gently picked it up, setting it carefully on top of the wall.
Later, the goat approached the wall again. But instead of trying to jump, it simply sat at the bottom and looked up at Steve & Kynthos, waiting to be lifted.
Kynthos reached down to lift the goat again, but Steve quickly stepped in and grabbed Kynthos's arm to stop him.
"Don't lift him!"
Steve explained firmly.
"If you always carry him, his legs will never get strong. You are making him weak."
Steve pointed to the goat's thin legs. "He has to struggle. That's how he learns to jump on his own."
Grandfather, who had been watching from the doorway, smiled proudly at Steve's wisdom and Kynthos's realization.
Kynthos realized Steve was right. He stepped back, looking a bit sad but determined, and encouraged the goat to try again without lifting it.
After a few more clumsy attempts, the baby goat finally kicked its strong little legs and hopped to the top of the wall all by itself. The brothers cheered.
