A boy called Peter lived with his parents in a village on the hillside. His parents, like most of the other people in the village, were sheep farmers. Everybody in the village took turns to look after the sheep, and when Peter was 10 years old, he was considered old enough to take his turn at shepherding. But Peter was too easily bored, and he found it very tiresome being on the hillside with only sheep for company. So he’d find ways to amuse himself, running up rocks, climbing trees, chasing sheep, but nothing really kept him amused for very long. Then he hit upon a brilliant idea. He climbed to the top of the tallest tree, and started shouting towards the village: “Wolf! Wolf! Wooolf! Woohoolf!” One of the villagers heard him, and got all the other men together, and armed with axes, hoes and forks, they ran out of the village to chase away the wolf and save their herd. Of course when they got there, they merely found Peter perched high up in his tree, laughing, and the sheep grazing peacefully. They were very annoyed with him. That night Peter got a spanking from his mother and was sent to bed without any supper. For a while life went on again as normal, and people forgot about the incident. Peter managed to behave himself whenever it was his turn to mind the sheep. Until one day, he got really bored again. He picked up some sticks, and running through where the sheep were grazing, he started hitting the sticks together, and shouting: “Wolf! Wolf! Wooolf! Woohoolf! Woohoohoooolf!” Sure enough, somebody in the village heard and before long the men all come running up the hill armed with their sticks and axes and hoes and shovels, ready to chase away the big bad wolf, and save their sheep and the poor shepherd boy. Imagine their consternation when they arrived in the field to see their herd grazing peacefully, and Peter sitting on a big rock, laughing uncontrollably. That night Peter got a good telling off, an even better spanking from his mother, and was again sent to bed without any supper. For a few days people in the village went around moaning about Peter and his tricks, but before long things settled down again, and life resumed its normal uneventful course, and Peter had to do his turn at shepherding again every now and then. He decided he should behave himself, he really didn’t want to upset everybody all the time, and he especially didn’t want another one of his mother’s spankings! Then, one afternoon when Peter was in the fields with the sheep, he noticed some of them were getting nervous, they started bleating and running hither and thither. Peter didn’t know what was the cause of this strange behaviour, sheep were running all over and making an ever louder racket. He got worried and decided to climb a tree so he could see what was going on. He balanced on a sturdy branch and looked around, what he saw almost made him fall out of the tree. There was a great big hairy wolf, chasing the sheep, biting at their legs, snapping at their tails. For a few seconds Peter was speechless. Then he started shouting: “Woolf! Woolof! Woohoohooloof!” In the village an old man heard the shouting. “Oh no, not that Peter again”, he said, shaking his head. “What’s going on?” enquired another villager. “It’s that Peter again, he just can’t help himself”. “That boy needs to be the centre of attention all the time”, said another. “Wait till his mother gets a hold of him”, added yet another. Nobody believed that this time there really was a wolf, and nobody got their hoe out, or their axe, or their shovel. All the sticks were left in the sheds and nobody rushed up the hillside. It wasn’t until very much later that afternoon, that the boy sent to take over the shepherding from Peter found dead sheep’s bodies strewn all over the hillside, and Peter still up there in his tree, whimpering, that the villagers found out there really had been a wolf this time. At last Peter learnt his lesson, that if you always tell lies, people will eventually stop believing you; and then when you’re telling the truth for a change, when you really need them to believe you, they won’t. http://fairytalesoftheworld.com/quick-reads/the-boy-who-cried-wolf/
really... wow... Mr. and Mrs. Trump .... they knew their son would be a comical and foul adult.... That is remarkable.. Has anyone told your parents that they had a horrible son or daughter?
It seems clear you lack a sense of humor and are prone to baseless attack of people you do not know.....Have A Nice Day
Donald..... means World Ruler..... and he is...... I believe that he is destined to fulfill the prediction given for him by fireman Mark Taylor....... http://www.politicalforum.com/index...-taylor-and-crazytate.515832/#post-1068086944
Please don't think that I was saying that you were a bad person.. I was just asking if such statements to any set of parents would be a nice thing to say about their own biological child(ren). I'm sorry if it came across wrong.. My sincerest apologies if it did...
What does Donald mean? Donald Don Cheadle, Donal Logue; US President Donald Trump; singer Donny Osmond. ...as a boys' name is pronounced DAHN-ald. It is of Scottish and Gaelic origin, and the meaning of Donald is "great chief; world mighty". Donald is one of the clan names of Scotland. Linked nowadays to the cartoon duck created by Disney. http://www.thinkbabynames.com/meaning/1/Donald The thought of how one clan can rule an Entire Globe is amazing. Deuteronomy 33:22 "And of Dan he said, Dan is a lion's whelp: he shall leap from Bashan." Numbers 26:42 "These are the sons of Dan after their families: of Shuham, the family of the Shuhamites. These are the families of Dan after their families." Dan was the fifth son of Jacob and the first son of Bilhah. In the biblical account, Dan's mother is described as Rachel's handmaid, who becomes one of Jacob's wives. Genesis 30:1-6 "And when Rachel saw that she bare Jacob no children, Rachel envied her sister; and said unto Jacob, Give me children, or else I die. 2And Jacob's anger was kindled against Rachel: and he said, Am I in God's stead, who hath withheld from thee the fruit of the womb? 3And she said, Behold my maid Bilhah, go in unto her; and she shall bear upon my knees, that I may also have children by her. 4And she gave him Bilhah her handmaid to wife: and Jacob went in unto her. 5And Bilhah conceived, and bare Jacob a son. 6And Rachel said, God hath judged me, and hath also heard my voice, and hath given me a son: therefore called she his name Dan." We should remember that having 'children' in the days when personal 'farming' was the only way to survive was a true blessing from God.. And if the child should be even obedient and not rebellious, then how much more so.... Midwives were then, what 'nurses' and 'doctors', are today, when it comes to child bearing. The Age of the Midwife: Before 1750 Medicine in a Democratic Culture: 1760-1850 The Movement toward Professionalism in Medicine -1766: First provincial medical society was organized in New Jersey. -1787: The Constitution was signed September 17. The New Midwifery -1856: The New York Infirmary for Women and Children was founded -1860: The average earnings of physicians put them at lower middle class. -1860: Abraham Lincoln was elected U.S. president. Around the Turn of the Century The 1920s The 1930s etc.... https://midwiferytoday.com/mt-articles/history-midwifery-childbirth-america-time-line/ Death during childbearing not accurately reported, but one historian estimated that birth was still successful 95 percent of the time. Men did not attend births during Colonial times, as it was considered indecent. Also, there were few doctors around. Women faced birth not with joy and ecstasy, but with fear of death and eternal judgment. One major reason that doctors were becoming more involved in birth was the decline of witchcraft. Doctors did not feel comfortable around witchcraft, and in the new colony, less was practiced. Women began to view problems in birth as a part of nature, where doctor ruled. They gave over medical control but not the spiritual aspect. 1752: The Pennsylvania Hospital in Philadelphia became the first permanent general hospital in America built specifically to care for the sick. 1760: First licensure law calling for prospective examination of doctors was passed in New York City. 1765: First medical school in Philadelphia was chartered. 1765: Dr. William Shippen opened the first formal training for midwives. Midwives’ beliefs that childbirth is normal and inherently within the domain of female competence may have prevented women from seeking formal training, especially from men. Few women were literate, many could not afford schools, and the Puritan philosophy did not encourage education for women. 1766: First provincial medical society was organized in New Jersey.
