Once there was a hubae student of a powerful and respected monk.  The sabonim was very proud of this student, for he showed great potential and prowess.  But he was still just beginning, and there was some small fear this power might grow faster than his wisdom.

  So the pair went on a retreat in the woods, to help teach the hubae mental discipline as well as physical.  The student was sent out to gather firewood.  While he did so, he came across a lady, bound and being dragged through the woods by some warriors.  She cried out for help with every step the group took.  The young monk, being eager to prove himself, dove into battle to rescue the maiden in distress.

  The knights were no match for the power of this monk, for he was trained by the best.  The monk knocked the warriors out and freed the maiden in short order.  The lady smiled, thanked the monk, lifted his coin pouch and disappeared into the woods.

  The young monk stood dumbfounded.  When the guards awoke, they were quite mad that this upstart had freed the thief they had been chasing for ages, and finally caught.

  The young monk would have been Sgathed for his part in this fiasco, but his sabonim was very respected, and managed to convince the town council to instead put the young monk to work in the local inn, to help teach him humility.

  The hubae was not too keen on changing sheets and bedpans, but endured the toil that he might continue to study under his great sabonim.  One night, while he was carried fresh supplies to a room on the third floor, the monk opened the door to a familiar face.

  The lady thief was helping herself to the room's valuables.  She looked up at the monk as he entered, smiled, grabbed her booty and jumped out the window to make her escape.  The young and brash monk quickly dove after her, out the window, and straight down.  As he plummeted to the ground, he noticed the rope the rogue had used to enter and exit the room.  Luckily for the monk, the Inn had a small pond at the base of this side of the building, and the monk managed to survive his fall.

  The town council was not pleased.  The damage to the Inn's prize-winning water garden left by the hubae's impact was quite dear.  The respected Sabonim interjected on his students behalf once more, for this student truly showed a lot of promise.  The young monk was reassigned to guard duty for a carriage that traveled a well worn path through the woods.

  The trip usually went without any troubles, but this time, the carriage was stopped by a pit dug into the road.  As the bulk of the guards scurried about to repair the damage, the monk noticed a shadow leap in and out of the carriage....

  The thief had struck again.  Anger welled up within the hubae, and he once more dashed blindly ahead after the wily lady.  His stride was interrupted when he suddenly found himself the victim of a rope snare.  The monk was soon hanging upside down from a tree.

  As the blood pooled in his brain while he waited for rescue, the young monk had time to reflect and think.  It came to him then, amidst the throbbing headache, that his haste was causing his troubles, not the thief.

  After his rescue, the monk was again reassigned.  This time he was given the lowest of peasant toils.. The digging of new latrines.

  A wealthy dignitary was visiting the area at this time, and, shall we say, nature called.  While the dignitary was in the facilities, the monk, digging a new ditch nearby, noticed an all too familiar shadow in the trees.

  Rather than rush forth, and surely end up in a situation he knew nobody would enjoy, the monk merely sauntered to the outhouse being used by the dignitary, and wedged his shovel against the door.  He was sure the thief was in there, mugging the dignitary by that time.  By blocking the only exit, the monk ensured that there would be nothing dignified about the scene soon to transpire inside.

  Indeed, the lady thief was begging to be let out of the latrine before long.  Subdued by the stench, the thief was captured once more.  The hubae went on to greatness as his sabonim before him had, all due to the lesson learned at great pain:

 Rushing forth will only lead to painful collisions.