Uber said to himself, “The conductor told us we have to believe to go to the Land of Light. That means that the ticket is free but I wonder what happens if I don’t do what’s right.”
“I know I should do what the King’s story teaches, but what I really want to make a mud mound. Maybe I’ll just make one for now. I’m sure I’ll have plenty of time before the conductor comes back around.” So Uber began to make mud mounds. He made tall ones, short ones, stinky ones, sloppy ones. He had planned to make only one, but he was just having too much fun. Many times he decided to get up off the muddy ground. Each time he would have a new idea on how to make a bigger better mud mound.