Thursday, November 17, 2011

Legend

Go directly to school, Come directly back home
 
At a rural area, there lived a boy named Brok. His mother's name was Auntie Prong. She was a widow and lived with her son, Bork.

One morning, Bork said goodbye to his mother before goiing to school. "My Bork! Go directly to school and come directly back home," Auntie Prong  advised her son. After listening to his mother's advice, Brok answered and walked away without caring to say "Yes, I konw, mom!". Not long, Brok almost arrived at a wooden bridge, which was built to cross a stream to a nearby village. Then he saw a man who was sitting and fishing alone.

As he got on the bridge, Brok saw a fisherman who got more and more from fishing. Brok  stood watching unconsciously as the man put the fish into hos basket. Desire for fish, Bork  wanted to make himself a fisherman like the man. While he was thinking about this, he heard the sound of the school bell, "Meung! Meung..." Suddenly he ran quickly toward the school.

Although he ran and walked very hard, the time did not wait for him. Finally, he arrived at the school gate. He walked, with his out-of-breath, and stood near a place, where sugar cane juice was sold. Brok looked at the door gate of his class of grade 3 "B" while he was listening to his female teacher calling students in the class to read the lesson. As he heard about this, he started to fell nervous because of coming late.

At the same time, Brok  heard the sound "Pok...Pork...!" as well as the noise of laughing from the roof end of the house of a grocery seller opposite his school. "They are playing snooker," Brok thought. Without waiting for long,  Brok crossed the road immediately. As he got there, he stood watching people playing snooker from one round to another without going anywhere. Brok  stood there for a long time because he wanted not only to play the game, but also to wait for his schoolmates to go home so that he could mingle with them.

While he was watching the multicolored snooker balls rolling on the table, he heard the sound of the school bell again, telling him that it was 11 o'clock "Meung!,,Meung!..." Brok  was happy as well as nervous as he looked at the students leaving school for home. Qickly Brok  left the snooker's house and with his intention, he mingled with other students.

As he got to the cross road, Brok changed to his way home alone. On the way home, he picked the fruits wherever he found. On his half way home, Brok saw a tree with a lot of fruits near the road, on the corner of a watermelon plantation. He climbed into it very quickly. And then he fell down from the tree, "Prav...Kdouk...". "My husband, can you go and check what the sound is?" the wife of the plantation called her husband. "My wife, Brok, the son of Auntie Prong, falls from the tree!" the man told his wife. The man told his wife as he was going to the site to fetch the boy. When he took the boy to his cottage, he told his wife, "My wife,! Please go and inform Auntie Prong and I will take the boy to the commune hospital".

As soon as the man went on his ox cart taking the boy to hospital, Auntie Prong also arrived there. "Doctor, is my son's leg broken?" Auntie Prong asked the doctor in tears. "It's not broken, but there is a wound in his calf", said the doctor.

The doctor allowed the boy to be taken home due to light injury. After thanking the man, who was the plantation owner, Auntie Prong talked to her son, "I've already told you that go directly to school and come directly back home." "From now on, I will make a good son, "Said Brok.

The End

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