Library: Morghib

Once upon a time in the land far, far away. There was a village called Therenabryja. In the village lived a lot of people, and they got their living by selling handicrafts, wooden objects, animal skins, and animal meats. In the village lived a woman named Margethe and a man named Breigh, who had tried for many years to have children, but they hadn't succeeded in that. One beautiful morning, The God appeared Margethen and Breighin and said "1 year after this day, You'll have a boy-child." Margethe and Breight were wondering if they had seen a dream or what ... Margethe had a child years from that day. The boy was special, because his hands were missing. However Margethe and Breight took the child with open arms and gave him full of love. They gave the name of the boy Morghib. The other villagers laughed at the boy and call names. They always shout at the same time to the boy and his parents. Never his parents weren't paid attention to others villagers. They loved their son, complete with all their hearts. The years passed and Breigh taught his child to use his legs. Morghib learned to do almost everything with his feet what normal kids did with their hands. However, sometimes he had a really hard time when the other kids laughed at him. He learned to ignore the other people and enjoy his life. He was a very talented and learned to craft every shapes of objects from the wood. It was a beautiful day, when it was Morghib's 10-year birthday. He celebrated it with his family in their own house. The Barbarians had planned attack to the village in that day. The late of the night they were attacked to village with swords and with a piece of torches. They were throwing burning torches into the houses which were lit on fire. There were thousands of barbarians which participated on the attack and many houses were burnt to the ground. Fortunately, the villagers were very skilled fighters. With luck and skills they had stopped the barbarian attack and had killed all of the barbarians who attacked the village. Almost all the villagers were killed. Morghib's parents were also killed by barbarians. This almost broke Morghib's heart and the recovery lasted many years. It was a tough time for a young boy whose parents died. He was very talented with his feet, and was able to make wooden objects. Chairs, tables, statues, weapons ...all sorts of objects from the wood. He was made his living for selling items to villagers and traders, who paid a very well. He gathered the reputation and good name around the country, when the merchants went other villages and sold items made by Morghib's. Despite the fact that Morghib was so skillful, the villagers were still laughing and shouting at Morghib. He was so different from the other villagers. Day after day, others villagers laughed. Morghib had learned to ignore this over the years. The god didn't want to hear anymore, that the villagers laughed to Morghib, because he was different. The God was really angry and the villagers had given a warning. Something really bad happens if they do not change their ways to treating Morghib. Villagers didn't believe The God. The God was really angry and carry out threat. The God invented a very good plan for villagers, which would last for one day. He did a favor to Morghib and gave him hands. The God takes other villagers hands away. They must learn to live just the same way as Morgbib's live. The next morning was sunny and the birds sang joyfully. The villagers awoke and just when they had a daily routine to start, they realized that they had no hands. Each side of the village were people screaming and crying. Everyone knew that God had given them a warning, but they were not listened. They regretted their actions and asked for The God's mercy. Morghib woke up in the morning when the villagers were shouting and realized that he had the hands. He ran out happily and merrily he shouted out "Now I have hands!". He was wondered, why the villagers were crying. He noticed that they were missing hands and he had the hands. The image of The God appeared in out of nowhere and said "This day, all villagers are suffering and are in the same situation as Morghib has been living all his life. Try to learn from this day!." The god image disappeared from the sky. Morghirb didn't laughed at others villagers. He rushed to help and helped them with normal chores. Through the day, he assisted and helped the villagers. All the villagers felt terrible guilt that they were laughed at Morghib. Although, how much they were laughed at him, he still helping them continuously. Morghib was really tired in the evening and fall straight in the sleeping when he came to home. The next day he woke up and realized that he was normal self. All the villagers came to the front of morgbib's home and they all asked for forgiveness and promised to help Morghib. The God was really pleased, that the villagers had taken lessons from this and hoped that this will continue from now on as long as Morghib live. Since that date, no one has laughed at Morghib in the village. The villagers built a statue in the middle of the village to honor him. Morghib became a legend in the village and the villagers told their children this tale for many decades.

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