There was a mother of spider at orange tree. She was teaching her son to make a web. "If there were insects which trapped on your web, you have to suck their fluid. Do not let them get away or you will starve." The spider mother did not talk only, she also gave an example of how to make a web. "Now, you make a web at mango tree." The little spider went to the mango tree and made his own web. Not longer, there were many mosquitoes and flies which traped by his web. He sucked their fluids as foods.
One day, not far from his web, the little spider saw two kutilang birds which made a nest. "I think that bird's blood is very much and nice," the little spider said to himself and dribbled his saliva. He wanted to eat the birds and ignored small preys. He only waited for the birds. "I must be patient to get the birds," said the little spider.
But he was disappointed when the bird hit the web and not trapped, on contrary, his web was damaged. "Ouch, my web is out of order!" the little spider shouted and fixed his web. Many times his web was hit by the birds and damaged. "Is my web not strong enough to trap a birds? Whether my web is only for small preys? Then, when I held a big fiesta?" the little spider complained his web.
Suddenly the little spider shouted, "Yes, I know! To trap the birds my thread web must be thicker!" He made a new one with double fiber so his web thread was thicker. But his effort to get the birds failed and his web damaged again.
The little spider did not loss his hope. He found a new way to trap the birds. He made his web in layers: first web, second web, third web, and fourth web. But his dream to held a bird fiesta was failed again. Actually, the layer webs could not trap the birds. "My web was broken again by the birds," said the little spider, grumbled.
Not far from the little spider's web, there was a dragonfly. The dragonfly perched on a branch of the mango tree. He always watched the movement of the little spider. On afternoon, a man swept dry leaves and burn it. For fear the smoke, the dragonfly flew in hurry. But damn, he hit the web and trapped. The little spider approached him. "It is no bad that I got a dragonfly to eat. I have not eat for some days," said the little spider.
When the little spider ready to plug his fangs, the dragonfly said, "Wait a minute! I come here to give a secret for you. Do you want to trap the birds?"
"Yes, I do," the little spider replied.
The dragonfly said, "To trap a bird is easy if you know the secret. Close your ear to me so I can say the secret!" When the little bird had close, the dragonfly whispered,. "Look down! The thing which produce smoke is called fire. If you take a bath with fire, your web will be very strong like steel. Let alone kutilang bird, a large hawk will also be trapped and can not escape."
"Really?" asked the little spider. "How is I take a bath with fire?"
Dragonfly said, "Swing with your thread and touch the fire!" Then the little spider swung to the fire. When he was swinging, his thread was caught by the fire and broken off. The little spider fell into the fire and burned. "A stupid spider!" said the dragonfly, pleased. With a little work he could escape from the web and flew away. (*)