dimecres, 20 de novembre del 2013

The pig and the boars

Once upon a time, in the middle of the country, there was a lonely cottage surrounded by a big, dark forest. The owner was an old fat woman who could no longer look after her piggies. So the pigs were living on their own and had their own lives and stories…

All the piggies were very happy, except one; the little pig. He didn’t want to live in a farm, he wanted to live a wild life with the boars in the forest. He saw them every day running free around the farm. The little pig thought they were very cool so he wanted also to be like them. So one day he climbed the garden fence and escaped into the dark forest. After some minutes he began to hear strange noises, so he got terrified but fortunately he found the boars. Actually the noises came from the boars, who were laughing at the little pig, but he was so happy to have found them that he didn’t realize it. They asked him who he was and he said he was a pig. Then the boars felt over by laughing. The little pig couldn’t understand it. Then Lucibor, the leader, asked the little pig: -Why have you come here? The little pig said: -I’ve come here to be free like you. The boars laughed again. Then Lucibor said: OK, but if you want to join us you’ll have to pass under a ritual.

The little pig was a bit confused about the boars behaviour, but he was so amazed with them that agreed and asked: -what shall I do?- There was a short silence and the boars looked at each other with an evil looking. Then Luciboar began to speak: “look, you little dumb pig, there is just one thing you have to do: eat these purple mushrooms. The little pig thought they looked tasty, so he picked one and ate it. After a while, the trees started to swing, and those purple mushrooms began to talk!
He felt sick and worried, he walked without knowing where while the boars laughed about him. 
The boars went away leaving the poor little pig alone in the dark forest. when he thought everything was lost, the little pig saw an angel, a beautiful angel with white wings. She was speaking to him, but he couldn’t understand her; however, he followed the angel until they reached the edge of the forest. Once there he started feeling better and was able to understand a few words... "This is not your place, your family loves you", said the angel. 

The next morning he was back at the farm, he woke up feeling different: he knew how much he loved his brothers and the whole farm. 

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