long a ago in a distant time, lived a boy whose hands were never lifted to help his father or mother. and even though his parents fed him well and clothed him he did not feel the need to help them with there woes. one day when the boy was resting in a field by his house while his father was hard at work plowing the field, a wolf passed by and saw the boy and decided he should help rid the parents of this burden. so the next day when the father was tending to the cattle and the boy slept in the field the wolf snuck up behind him and in a split second the boy was eaten. And that was that the parents mentioned to me before i left there dwelling that it was a shame he had to go that way but at least he learned his lesson. The End.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Folk Tale
long a ago in a distant time, lived a boy whose hands were never lifted to help his father or mother. and even though his parents fed him well and clothed him he did not feel the need to help them with there woes. one day when the boy was resting in a field by his house while his father was hard at work plowing the field, a wolf passed by and saw the boy and decided he should help rid the parents of this burden. so the next day when the father was tending to the cattle and the boy slept in the field the wolf snuck up behind him and in a split second the boy was eaten. And that was that the parents mentioned to me before i left there dwelling that it was a shame he had to go that way but at least he learned his lesson. The End.
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