What kind of a mouse am I? A Jamaican mouse story will suffice:
A country mouse came to the big city (Kingston) for the first time. The hood rats wanted to show him who's more famous on the block. Almost exhausted and without been impressed the country mouse said:
"I'll show you who's king rat in the country. I'm so famous they don't even know what to call me. One of you mice, run across the street and I'll demonstrate what I mean."
So, the fastest mouse sprint to the other side. A human said, "Hey, look at that mouse!"
When he came back the country mouse said, "Now, watch this."
He leap frogged the traffic across to the other side and a human said, "Hey, there goes another one."
When he came back, the country mouse said, "What did I tell you? They don't even know what to call me!"
