Boys will be Boys: By Radrook
Jun 7, 2021 8:53:53 GMT -5
Post by Radrook Admin on Jun 7, 2021 8:53:53 GMT -5
Boys will be Boys
By Radrook
By Radrook
Once upon a time, long long ago, in this very very distant realm, there was this little boy named Roy who liked to constantly munch on flowers. No, he wasn’t hungry, he just liked the way they tasted and just couldn’t resist the temptation of plucking them wherever he saw them and eating. The people in the village who owned flower gardens, would awaken or arrive home to find that all the their flowers had been eaten. Of course they hated the boy and told his parents who did nothing except to say in unison with broad smile on their faces that:
“Well, boys will be boys!”
They asked the Mayor, the boy’s uncle, to take action and he also told them that boys will be boys and that he would eventually outgrow it! He knew this for a fact, he claimed, because he also had once been a flower-eater and now as a grown man, he never touched them.
So they decided to speak with the boy himself. He was a seven year-old, wide faced round-headed, freckle-faced boy with red hair who showed absolutely no sign of malnutrition. In fact, his parents were well-to-do people who were known for their sumptuous extravaganza meals. So hunger was not the cause of his annoying habit.
So they decided ask him politely if he could please stop munching on their precious garden flowers. They went into minute details about how much care and effort they put into their gardens as the boy sat with lowered gaze on the school entrance steps listening in silence and with what they considered to have been an expression of humble regret. He seemed genuinely contrite and promised to stop eating their flowers. But after just a few days, when all had finally seemed normal once more, he suddenly started doing it again. When asked why, he said that he was just a boy acting like a boy.
On and on it continued until one very hot misty summer day, Roy suddenly disappeared. His parents wondered where he was and asked the village people. They claimed that the last time they had seen him, he had been heading towards the bogs to munch on the wild bog flowers there since there were no longer any more flowers in the village he could eat. They claimed to have told him not to go near the bogs because the flowers there were just lures used by giant flesh eating plants. But he didn’t believe them, and went anyway.
“Why didn’t you tell us right away so we could stop him?” his parents asked with voices choked with sorrow.
“Well, we figured that you would just tell us that boys will be boys as you did before!” they all responded in unison.”