The Miller, Boy, and the Completely Done Donkey

The Miller, Boy, and the Completely Done Donkey by Hannah

Once upon a time there was a young fellow, a Miller who needed to sell his donkey, and some extremely nosey townspeople. The joyful trio were just passing through a small town, when suddenly, two unpleasant gossipmongers dramatically exclaimed, “Oh my! Why would you walk young fellow, when you can ride!” then without waiting for the boy’s response, they hefted him up onto the irked animal. Dismissing the incident flippantly, the trio-the Miller, boy, and donkey-moved along.

 Unfortunately, at that time a Trio of men just finished with a hunt, flabbergasted at the sight one hollered out, “Ya lazy boy! Git of that donkey, yer old man can barely walk there, right!” after a brief cheering from the rest of the passé, the Miller and the boy switched places, irritating the donkey further. Unsurprisingly, the Trio, after about ten minutes of undisturbed trekking, were interrupted once again by a young couple with a cow, as white as milk.

“Why! Old Miller! How could you be so cruel! Let the boy onto the donkey!” they requested. “If we only had a child, we would not be so selfish, or be in this mess...” So without hesitation, the perplexed Elder, beckoned the boy over, and boosted him onto the now raging donkey. They rode for the next forty-minutes, stepping onto a bridge without being bothered. Without doubt, the gossiping, ghastly, group of women from before, made another appearance. The weary group, having so many interruptions, gave the women plenty of time to catch up.  Having them meet halfway across the bridge “You folk again! Treating that poor soul so terribly!” they scoffed, pointing at the overloaded donkey. With an annoyed sigh, the Miller climbed off the animal and hefted the boy down as well. “You might as well carry the donkey! He deserves it!” the group added under their breath. So, taking their advice, the boy was off to find a pole and once he spotted it, the Miller crafted it into a float, to parade the donkey. The donkey, having enough, and outraged beyond words let out a futile howl ensuring his execution, and jumped to his doom. SPLASH! The group peered over the railing of the bridge to see the donkey definitely dead at the bottom. The Miller and the boy agreed that the donkey was trying to teach them a lesson, Everyone cannot be pleased.