So he went to the forest to hunt. Each time he'd kill a deer, he would go to the village and leave it for the villagers. Every now and then, the villagers would see him but he'll only stay for a short time.
After 3 months of hunting, he went back to the village thinking that they would have enough meat to last them a few more weeks. He found that there weren't any meat stored. The villagers saw him and said, "Why don't you go out and hunt for us?" He replied, "I've been out for 3 months hunting and I just got back." The villagers shot back, "We don't have any food to eat, you don't have a choice."
The hunter, picked up his tools and went to the forest to hunt.
2 comments:
is this a 'real' parable? or is it the first part of our book?
I was either going to write a parable or a fable. I couldn't think of a good fable.
Will we ever have a book? :(
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