Thanks, Wolves

Thanks, Wolves

Once upon a time, I was walking calmly around the mountain; I was hunting when suddenly I heard somebody that was crying. When I got closer, I found a small boy of around five years old, not older. I took him and brought him to my house up on the mountain. 

The poor boy explained that when he was one year old, his parents abandoned him so the boy did not know neither who he was. We would like to explain his story. The boy lived in a small village placed around 10 kilometers of that forest. A day, a man entered his house with a small sack full of money, submitted him to his father, and took it. The father sold his son! This man took him, and left him in the middle of the forest, alone, lost, without resources. He walked and found a lake where there were wolves..He was scared, but the wolves did not do nothing to him. It was during a time, going to that lake with the wolves; they gave him of food, and finally, followed them until a small cave, where was living until the wolves died, just the day that was crying.

We have remained surprised with his history, brought it to a center of received, and adopted it a family, a family in conditions, that goes it can feed. The surprise, was that to the head of 13 years, when the boy did the 18 years, knocked to the door, was he! It was free, and wanted that I was his legal tutor, that did of father, and like this have done, to this day, that follows here to my side.

Bernat C.

Daniel F.