Folktale
By Tommy P.
There once was a boy that was very
rich. He had a tremendously huge house surrounded by a stone wall.
The boy was having a lot of rough times in school and decided
to play hooky for a day. On the day that the boy was playing hooky
he wanted to explore the city of Beijing. So he got into his expensive
clothes and set off for his journey to Beijing. As he got there
he saw the dirt roads and it was nothing like he expected. So
for a while he walked the streets because he had nothing else
to do. He saw many beggars in rippled dirty clothes, with cuts
all over their bodies. As the boy walked by the beggars, they
were on their knees asking for money. The boy was petrified of
the beggars but stayed there because he thought it was better
than suffering in school. After a decent walk on the dirt road,
the boy was getting hungry so he decided to stop and eat his lunch
he had packed. As he sat on the side of the road a group of beggars
came up to him and started grunting and as soon as the boy heard
that he knew they were begging for food. The boy got really scared
and ran off to anther part of town.
As the boy had reached a different part of Beijing, he started
eating his lunch, being very cautious of beggars. Unfortunately,
the boy still thought that it was better than school.
Later in the day the sun started
to fall and the boy decided to go home.
As the boy got home, his mother asked him how school was. The
boy's reply was, "fine." The boy went to sleep and wondered
what he was going to do the next day but the idea of going to
school was in the very, very back of his mind. So the boy fell
asleep with this thought in his mind.
During his sleep he had a nightmare
about the beggars in Beijing. In his nightmare there were beggars
chasing him and he was running away in a panic. He woke up and
was covered with perspiration and the covers were sticking to
him like glue. The boy could not go to sleep because he couldn't
stop thinking about the beggars in Beijing.
After a long night the boy pretended
to get ready for school so his mother wouldn't think that he was
playing hooky. So, the boy walked out of his house and headed
for Beijing. As the boy reached Beijing the boy was very, very
cautious of beggars on the street. As the sun ran down the boy
went back to his house exactly like yesterday.
The boy kept doing this for weeks
and late one day a beggar kid napped him. The beggar took him
and tortured him and his clothes got all raggedy and the very
rich boy turned into a beggar.
So, the proverb that explains this little folktale is "no one gets into trouble without his own help. "