It was barely 10pm that day and all the grand children of paAtonga were gathered around him, as he told them the story about wolves. They haven't heard any of his slow but captivating stories in a long while, and as his stories always go, at the end, you must have something you've learnt. Well, for that evening, the moral was simple. The strength of the wolves is the pack, and the strength of the pack is the wolves.
Ten years on, and the children were listening to another paAtonga's sory. He started: "A long time ago there were three brothers, their parents had died and left them their properties. These children were in chaos and so all their relatives forcefully collected their properties. On realizing how stupid they had been, they reconciled among themselves, and together collected back what belonged to them." As soon as paAtonga finished, he was fast asleep, and the listeners were left to brainstorm on what the lesson of the story was. Such was the behavior of paAtonga whenever he told a story. The children laughed and covered him with a cloak, as it was already past midnight, and made haste to their beds.
My story is about when I lived in the country, once my father was going down the land and by then winter was coming, my father was going to plant 5 years of land with corn, but he knew he just could not because he did not have time, first he had to clean the land and fertilize it and then plant it, he had to do it, so he started cleaning the 5 years of land, but it started to rain and he got very angry because he knew he did not have time to clean the land, fertilize it and then sow because it had already started to rain then my mother to see him upset and sad to see him said - because we better go tomorrow to clean the land we 6 he said - which 6? Then she answered him -your family, your 4 children and me, he answered that it seemed good but the children were very young ... The next day we went to clean the land and when we arrived at the site that was immense, we lasted 4 weeks until In the end we sowed and helped my father to plant and I learned to work the land and I understood that a grain does not fill a sack but it helps.
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