The course was simple.
The flags were set.
The finish line waited across the meadow.
The Hare stretched his legs eagerly.
“Today we will finish even faster,” he said.
Just as they were about to begin, a great shadow fell across the path.
It was the Elephant.
The Elephant was known far and wide for his wisdom.
He remembered every race ever run, every flag ever placed, and every mistake ever made.
“I will help you,” said the Elephant proudly.
“I know the best way to run this race.”
The Hare looked relieved.
“Wonderful!” he said.
The race began.
But the Elephant did not stay behind to watch.
Instead, he walked directly onto the course.
“Place the next flag three steps further,” he said.
The Agile Coach adjusted the flag.
The Hare tried to run ahead, but the Elephant moved again.
“Not that way,” said the Elephant.
“Try the other side of the path.”
The Hare turned.
The Tortoise carefully followed behind.
But the Elephant stepped forward again.
His great feet landed heavily on the ground.
One step crushed a flag.
Another step nearly landed on the Tortoise.
“Careful!” said the Hare.
“I am helping,” replied the Elephant.
He leaned down to inspect the course.
His trunk nudged a flag.
His foot flattened another.
The Hare darted left.
The Tortoise shuffled right.
Both tried to avoid the Elephant’s enormous feet.
Soon the course was a tangled mess of broken flags and footprints.
The Hare was exhausted. The tortoise was accidentally stepped on by the Elephant.
When the tortoise finally recovered, “We cannot run the race if we spend all our time dodging the Elephant,” he said.
The Agile Coach nodded.
The Coach hopped onto a small rock beside the path.
“Your knowledge is great,” he said kindly to the Elephant.
“But a race is not run from the middle of the path.”
The Elephant paused.
The Coach pointed toward a hill overlooking the course.
“From there you can see everything,” said the Coach.
“You can guide us without stepping on the runners.”
The Elephant considered this.
Then he slowly climbed the hill.
From above he watched the race.
He could see every flag.
He could see every turn.
He could see the finish line.
And most importantly…
He was no longer in the way.
The Hare ran freely.
The Coach set the flags.
The Tortoise moved steadily forward.
Before long, the three crossed the finish line together.
The Elephant raised his trunk from the hill.
“Well done,” he said.
Moral
Great oversight guides the race. But when leaders step onto the track, the runners cannot run.













