"Tales originated long ago, kite once upon a time ... There was one boy. His mother, he died a little later from the father's new marriage. A cruel stepmother and not love this boy but in the presence of the father of the boy. Stepmother to love and nicely One day my father told stepmother to travel to different cities several days asking me to help take care of my son. Get a good stepmother but not her husband began showing a child would raise. By raising a child to wait for orders to pursue the local birds and not cooking, the boys eat. They want to find a local fruit and vegetable farming, eat prathang life. He felt hungry all the time and they are down every day for several days later. Enough my father back. A very happy boy, but don't dare to listen stepmother story. The boy's father asked to help catch the chicken, one of the. Stepmother, comes remembrance that will get the chicken to eat? Boys That is not edible, but it will do something else, and then they pull the fur from the boys cock come embroidered with their trunk full selection. Then the boy became a hawk flying across the rupklai tree. My father rushed in panic, cut a tree at Hawk island is the son. Below is another example, Hawk scream, "mom what's cruel is not for me to eat at all at any time at the following address if no father Geraniums, chicks of the cruel stepmother here, I will eat it all," said the son, flying Hawk, and until now. Where are the chicks to see if Hawk swoop down to snatch and devour the food every time you go to ...
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