The parable of good and bad deeds

The deception of Oscar

Time had passed. Oscar had just finished building his new small house, when another downpour came. Lightning flashed, and our friends sat by the fireplace in Mickey's warm house, sipping tea with jam. Mickey was happily reading a book, while Oscar kept fidgeting in his chair, unable to find his place.

— What's wrong, Oscar? What happened? — asked Mickey.

— Everything's fine! Don't worry, I'm okay. You know, dealing with all these tasks and actions on your list is not something everyone can handle! — nervously replied Oscar.

— Well, if anything, tell me. We'll discuss and solve all your problems, — said Mickey, looking at Oscar suspiciously.

After the rain stopped, Oscar immediately rushed outside without waiting for it to dry up. Mickey found it strange and followed him.

They were faced with an unpleasant sight… Oscar's house was in shambles again, with half of the bricks scattered by the rain and wind.

— You promised me that you wouldn't take on bad deals anymore, Oscar!? — exclaimed Mickey.

— Yes, I promised… — sadly replied Oscar, — but I thought everything would be okay. Yes, I took on deals that you didn't recommend, but they gave very few bricks. I thought these were insignificant bad deals, and maybe the bricks wouldn't fall apart so quickly. And also, sometimes there were no actions and deeds from your list at the fair. I had to take what was there, at random, what seemed like a good deal by name… Well, what's the use of looking, let's fly to grandfather, we need his advice, — and with a sad wave of his hand towards his dilapidated house, Oscar, together with Mickey, gathered and flew to Grandfather.