Once upon a time, there was a young boy, a very curious boy. This boy went on all sorts of adventures! He loved climbing and hiking but what the boy loved most was the river. He always took walks by himself there and threw rocks in the water. The young boy noticed that every time he threw the rocks they would sink into the rushing waters. and he thought to himself. “why does the river not let them return?”
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Now this made the boy very upset as he loved all things and worried if the rocks were okay, but this worry made him even more curious so he began to experiment. he threw the sad from the beach, but it sunk. He threw in shells that sea creatures had left behind, But they all sunk. He even threw the shirt off its back which stayed afloat until the water gathered in its threads and pull it into the deep waters below.
Sad and upset, almost to the point of anger the boy began to cry. Just as he began to fall apart his father came rushing down after hearing the yelps of his distressed child. He asked ” What is wrong”
“The river stole them the river took all my friends away from me” The boy yelled still rubbing tears from his eyes.The father sighed and dove into the water. Which made the boy begin to cry once more. ” The mean old river took my dad. and he’s gone forever.” he sat down, curled up, closed his eyes and just cried.
“Why do you cry my son?” his father said. “The river is not something to fear or hate for it helps us all. The river was borrowing and cleaning your friends.” the older man handed his son his wet T-shirt and wrapped inside the shirt was a pile of rocks and shells. The young boy began to dance with joy, hugging his father so saving his friends.
The boys father leaned in close to his son and said “Sometimes all things need alittle help, the river wanted to give them back but it needed help to do so.”
From then on the boy would throw rocks into the waters and then dive in just like his father and retrieve them, and he never again thought badly of the lovely river.
- The end