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for children - they can begin think in a way government and the
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The Fairy Tale about a She-wolf
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Far, far away, a long time ago... No, not so long at all, just a
few years ago - A she wolf was born. She was a lovely puppy with blue
eyes. She was one of seven puppies that were looking as lovely as she was.
Her mother was taking care of them, feeding first with milk, later with
meat... The cubs were learning about the world and one day they left the
cave. The forest was overwhelming beautiful. They were playing, running
learning and watching the amazing wildlife.
The cubs were growing quickly. The she-wolf's eyes became golden. There happened some accidents meantime, two or three of the young wolves died before they tasted meat for the first time, other two while trying their first hunts. Some time later they were experienced enough for their mother to leave them. Finally the she-wolf and her strongest brother were left alone, the other brother left them... and then it happened. Scent of an unknown animal, a rumble of thunder and the young wolf falls to the ground - dead. The strange animal was coming without any fear, the she-wolf ran away in terror! She remembered this scent, the scent of death.
The time was passing. The mother of the she-wolf died from old age when she couldn't find enough food for herself, then the she-wolf became the alpha of the pack. She had many puppies, but the pack instead of growing was getting smaller and smaller. The thunder stick, the iron claws on the ground, poisoned meat, everything brought by the strange animal... The wolves were dying often...too often. The strange animals came to the forest with strange items and began cutting down the trees. They were coming to the most beautiful places too, to make noise, spoil the peace and destroy the beauty, leaving litter behind.
After many years the she-wolf became very old. She was alone. All
her friends, sons, daughters and mates were killed. She was the only wolf
in the poor remains of the forest.One day she closed her eyes and passed
away, from old age, but more from sadness.
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