【正文】 ion and often bumped into walls. But after a while they found their way. Like the mice, the two littlepeople, Hem and Haw, also used their ability to think and learn from their past experiences. However, they relied on their plex brains to develop more sophisticated methods of finding Cheese. Sometimes they did well, but at other times their powerful human beliefs and emotions took over and clouded the way they looked at things. It made life in the maze more plicated and challenging. Nonetheless, Sniff, Scurry, Hem and Haw all discovered, in their own way, what they were looking for. They each found their own kind of cheese one day at the end of one of the corridors in Cheese Station C. Every morning after that, the mice and the littlepeople dressed in their running gear and headed over to Cheese Station C. It wasn39。t. We deserve this Cheese, Hem said. We certainly had to work long and hard enough to find it. He picked up a nice fresh piece and ate it. Afterwards, Hem fell asleep, as he often did. Every night the littlepeople would waddle home, full of Cheese, and every morning they would confidently return for more. This went on for quite some time. After a while Hem39。t surprised. Since Sniff and Scurry had noticed the supply of cheese had been getting smaller every day, they were prepared for the inevitable and knew instinctively what to do. They looked at each other, removed the running shoes they had tied together and hung conveniently around their necks, put them on their feet and laced them up. The mice did not overanalyze things. To the mice, the problem and the answer were both simple. The situation at Cheese Station C had changed. So, Sniff and Scurry decided to change. They both looked out into the maze. Then Sniff lifted his nose, sniffed, and nodded to Scurry, who took off running through the maze, while Sniff followed as fast as he could.They were quickly off in search of New Cheese. Later that same day, Hem and Haw arrived at Cheese Station C. They had not been paying attention to the small changes that had been taking place each day, so they took it for granted their Cheese would be there. They were unprepared for what they found. What! No Cheese? Hem yelled. He continued yelling, No Cheese? No Cheese? as though if he shouted loud enough someone would put it back. Who moved my Cheese? he hollered. Finally, he put his hands on his hips, his face turned red, and he screamed at the top of his voice, It39。s behavior was not very attractive or productive but it was understandable. Finding Cheese wasn39。t believe it. How could this have happened? No one had warned them. It wasn39。t know what to do. Hem and Haw just stood there, immobilized like two statues. Haw shut his eyes as tight as he could and put his hands over his ears. He just wanted to block everything out. He didn39。re just simply mice. They just respond to what happens. We39。t seem to be acting smarter at the moment. Things are changing around here, Hem. Maybe we need to change and do things differently. Why should we change? Hem asked. We39。re entitled to our Cheese. Why? Haw asked. Because, we didn39。t find any for sometime until they finally went into an area of the maze where they had never been before: Cheese Station N. They squealed with delight. They found what they had been looking for: a great supply of New Cheese. They could hardly believe their eyes. It was the biggest store of cheese the mice had ever seen. In the meantime, Hem and Haw were still back in Cheese Station C evaluating their situation. They were now suffering from the effects of having no Cheese. They were being frustrated and angry and were blaming each other for the situation they were in. Now and then Haw thought about his mice friend, Sniff and Scurry, and wondered if they had found any cheese yet. He believed they might be having hard time, as running through the maze usually involved some uncertainty. But he also knew that it was likely to only last for a while. Sometimes, Haw would imagine Sniff and Scurry finding New Cheese and enjoying it. He thought about how good it would be for him to be out on an adventure in the maze, and to find fresh New Cheese. He could almost taste it. The more clearly Haw saw the image of himself finding and enjoying the New Cheese, the more he saw himself leaving Cheese Station C.Let39。s dangerous out there. No it isn39。m afraid I39。t get better. If this wasn39。t you just wait here with me until they put the Cheese back? Because, you just don39。s Cheese back. It39。s life! Life moves on. And so should we. Haw looked at his emaciated panion and tried to talk sense to him, but Hem39。s MAZE time! Hem didn39。d gotten himself into this cheeseless situation. He had believed that there may not be any Cheese in the maze, or he may not find it. Such fearful beliefs were immobilizing and killing him. Haw smiled. He knew Hem was wondering, Who moved my Cheese? but Haw was wondering, Why didn39。t do something, it can prompt you into action. But it is not good when you are so afraid that it keeps you from doing anything. He looked to his right, to the part of the maze where he had never been, and felt the fear. Then, he took a deep breath, turned right into the maze, and jogged slowly, into the unknown. As he tried to find his way, Haw worried, at first, that he might have waited too long in Cheese Stat。t found Cheese there for some time. Haw became more anxious and wondered if he really wanted to go out into the maze. He wrote a saying on the wall ahead of him and stared at it for some time: What Would You DoIf You Weren39。t respond. Haw picked up a small, sharp rock and wrote a serious thought on the wall for Hem to think about. As was his custom, Haw even drew a picture of cheese around it, hoping it would help Hem to smile, lighten up, and go after the New Cheese. But Hem didn39。t li