Villager

Nobillingland was now just another Payuppington. The villagers now had to pay light bill, water bill, phone bill, mortgage, and they even had to pay to take out their garbage. The life that everyone in Nobillingland once knew was now crushed like Georgia when the Falcons lost the Super Bowl. George and Mort

symbolic story told with the purpose of teaching a spiritual lesson to its reader. “Two Men Arrive in a Village” tells the ever repeating account of two men arriving in a village, striking fear into its people, killing, raping and stealing from the villagers who inhabit it. Smith constructed the narrative in such a way that it traces a story that occurs in various locations at once, parallel to a specific situation, all taking place at the same time. By doing this Smith weaves a specific story and a

no choice but to carry out this heartless command. His response is indicative of a desperate man searching for answers, yet already resigned to carrying out the task at hand. "What can I say? --you tell me!" cries an anguished Don Lazaro to the villagers. Is he pleading for their understanding, or asking for a miraculous solution that would alter the path

It is necessary that we avert this beast from our village before he does anymore damage. Every aspect of this madman was placed under scrutiny and only bad things can come from being close to him. I advise you all, villagers of Eastbay, to avert this madman. This has brought my deepest level of caution, as through my  source of information, there has been report that the beast has been in contact with the women  in the village. There comes fear that the beast will now

started when the moment he came out of his mother’s womb. His mother, Mahru, died in while she was in labor. Her abdomen was dissected into two halves as a giant black creature came out of her Womb. Ever since Mambo was born, he had been troubling the villagers. By the time he was two-month-old, he had started stealing fruits from the local farmers. As he grew older, he began trashing the entire village. Yet, there was no one that could chase him away; there was none that could stand his dark bloodcurdling

For years the story of the Lagahoo has traveled from ear to ear in the small village above the sea. Many of the elders tell the story to the impish children, in hopes that they will stop wreaking havoc and listen to their parents. These children will then go on, having not learnt their lesson, to tell the even younger ones this story, encouraging them to hand over their lunches if they didn’t want the Lagahoo to get them. This was the cycle that hung over this small village above the sea, a story

a greater rapport within the village. Once incident that really shows this acquired rapport was when he was studying the lives of the prostitutes in the nearby capital, Kota Bharu. A villager who asks him for a ride to the barbershop but detours to the nearest whorehouse, only to be seen by Raybeck. When the villager realizes that Raybeck caught him in the act, he proceeds in lying, trying to establish a reason for this sudden detour. Raybeck notes how this scene starts to show how his status changing

Another day, and more dead sheep littered the hills of Judea. A fierce pack of roaming wolves had struck again. All the shepherd boys of Judea, on high alert, had been arming themselves with pitchforks and knives to defend their helpless herds of sheep. One of these shepherd boys went by the name of Joshua. Joshua tended to the sheep of his frail father, and looked after his family. He was a good son, and a loving brother. Mentiri, another shepherd boy, was the biggest and strongest of all the shepherd

people of Mas-ha wake up before sunrise to the voice of the Sheikh, who is the man who calls us for prayer. Due to the small size of the village, everyone hears the call to prayer; the Sheikh doesn’t even need to use the microphone. To call the villagers to prayer, the Sheikh stands in the high tower of the mosque and recites the Athan, which is the formal call for prayer in Arabic. When everyone lines up for prayer, if some one is missing, it is noticed quickly. Once everyone is accounted for,

Deep in a snowy mountain lived an enormous village referred to as Tiahuanaco, filled with happy, peaceful villagers. Kids were playing around the huts while the mothers and fathers would do their daily chores. The Chief of the village prayed every night that his people would stay like this forever. The Chief also had a son named Zeke who was his prized possession. The son brought joy to the chief every single day by playing with him and always having a smile on his face. The chief found his