The Wolf who Cried Boy
Little Roof was very excited to be on his first watch. The moment he saw the boy with the strange round object he sounded the alarm. His howl was more of a yelp, but he yelped as hard as he could until the big wolves came.
‘Silly cub, it’s just a boy playing with a ball’.
The next day, Little Roof spotted a boy with a stick in his hands. He knew danger when he saw it and yelped the alarm once again.
The big wolves shook their heads and Big Roof, his father, spoke with an angry voice:
‘It’s just a boy gathering firewood. Stop wasting our time’.
The third day, more men came carrying big black sticks in their hands.
Little Roof did not make a sound, but slid back quietly into the heart of the forest and hid in a bush. Just in case.
‘It’s around here that I heard the wolf howling’, the boy said.
The villagers crept their way into the clearing, where all the big wolves were sleeping and killed the whole pack.
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