The two kangaroo brothers were quite different. Older brother was a good dancer and a star athlete. All the girl kangaroos were enamored of him. He seemed to have a different girlfriend each week. Younger brother enjoyed browsing quietly in the eucalyptus. Girl kangaroos barely noticed he was alive. In high school, older brother was captain of the high jump team. Girl kangaroos hopped around him and swooned. Younger brother continued his browsing. Sometimes he bounded alone across the dusty plain. Other times he could be found in the library. At night, in the room they shared, Older Brother bragged about his successes. Younger Brother said nothing. Years passed. Younger Brother found a wonderful wife. They had two lovely joeys. He was sublimely happy. Older Brother still had many different girlfriends, though he no longer jumps so high nor so far as before. At a family reunion, Older Brother talked endlessly about his many new girlfriends. Younger Brother nodded politely and squeezed his wife's paw, content and serene.
Moral: To the wise it is quality, not quantity that truly matters.
