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That night, she saw when
he opened the cupboard. Thus she flew over the man's head.
From up above she observed the malicious smile on his face
while taking the fly swat from where he kept it.
The man ran after her swatting right and left: Whap! Splat!
Swish! Splot!! But she escaped from being hit, by flying in
zigzag. After a long and wild chase the fly felt so tired
that she could hardly fly; for that reason she set down on
top of the lamp. The man giggles a laugh. He mindfully
figured out the distance to the lamp; and then released the
blow. The poor little fly barely escapes from it!
The blow went straight to the light bulb on the lamp,
breaking it. The room became pitch dark. And since the man
did not have a spare bulb the fly knew that for that night
she could sleep calm.
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