study at all, but I propose to play and run after butterflies, and climb trees, and take the little birds out of their nests.”
"You poor little stupid goose, you! Do you know that way you will become a donkey, and that everybody will make fun of you?"
"Hold your tongue, you dismal little Cricket," cried Pinocchio.
But the Cricket, who was a patient philosopher, instead of becoming angry at this impertinence, continued in the same tone of voice; "And if you do not want to go to school, why not at least learn a trade, so as to be able to earn your bread honestly?"
"Why? Well if you want to know I'll tell you," replied Pinocchio who began to grow out of patience, “because among the trades of the world there is only one that suits my genius."
"And what trade may that me?"
"That of eating, drinking, sleeping and amusing myself, and living an easy life from morning till night."
"Those who live that way," said the Talking Cricket, with his usual calmness, "always end in the hospital or in prison."
