A story....

Once upon a time a traveller rode his horse down a hill into a village.He saw a large group of villagers up ahead looking into a main field and shouting and waving their arms.As the traveller came closer some of the villagers ran up to him shouting´HELP!help!There is a monster in there´

The traveller looked into the field.The only thing he could see was a watermelon.´Don´t b silly"he said"-it is not a monster,it´s a watermelon"

The villagers didn´t like to be told this´it is the monster´they shouted.´No,it isn´t ´said the traveller.

The villagers were getting angry.It´s the monster-they shrieked.No,it isn´t -shouted the exasperated traveller."Anyone can see it is a watermelon"The villagers were incensed.

They dragged the traveller off his horse and threw him into the duck pond.

Later that day-long after the first traveller had crawled out of the pond and ridden away dripping and squelching-another traveller rode down the same hill.

The group of villagers was still up ahead ,looking into the same field and shouting and waving their arms.As the traveller came closer one of the villagers ran up to him shouting´HELP!help!There is a monster in there´

The traveller looked into the field.

´So there is´-he yelled.He drew his sword,spurred his horse,jumped over the gate and galloped across the field,slashing away in all directions.There were bits of watermelon everywhere.

As he cantered back again the villagers cheered up with relief and delight.

They were so pleased that they invited the traveller to stay with them for a while.So he did.

He learnt a lot from them about their way of life and how they did things in that part of the world.And he listened to their stories with great interest and attention.

And ,in turn,he told them stories too.And he taught them things he knew about.One of the things he taught them-little by little -was the difference between a monster and a watermelon.

The day came for a traveller toleave and the villagers accompanied him to the edge of the village.As they passed the watermelon field,the villagers pointed into the field and laughed as they said´There is a watermelon in there"

´Yes,there is´-said the traveller´And sometimes there is a monster in there too!´

AND HE WINKED AND WENT ON HIS WAY

from "In your hands"by J.Revell,S.Norman

yes villagers must be treated as children. they are not ready to receive the truth in a naked form. good story

btw, im the first poor traveller

 is it bcs u don´t have time to waste making a dash for another village or enough patience?

btw,I´m the second traveller

Nice story.

 I must say I am the traveller in between, not too hasty and not too patient.

I wsih I have the wisdom of the second traveller!