One day Tom Thibodeau reached a river wide and swift. He couldn’t see any way across. Thibs thought he’d have to turn back when he spotted a frog by the bank of the stream on the other side of the river.
“Hellooo Mr. Frog,” he called across the water, “Would you be so kind as to give me a ride on your back across the river?”
“Well now, Thibs! How do I know that if I try to help you, you won’t try to kill me?” asked the frog, hesitantly.
“Because,” Thibodeau replied, “If I try to kill you, then I would die too, for you see I cannot swim.