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"It takes a Village" is a story about a small, rural town and it's inhabitants. The story follows their daily lives, problems, social interactions, and other issues they may encounter.
Episode 1 - Introduction
This is my town... I've lived here my whole life. I see how I've changed, but at the same time, I can't help but look at the same places where things happened to me as a kid, and realize how much... I haven't really changed. Like when I fell by the river, and hurt my leg too bad to get up. So many people passed by, but I was too shy to ask for help. I just sat there crying in my arms. Maybe if I was bigger someone would've seen me, but I've always been pretty small. I tried to crawl my way up, but the slope was way too steep. When the sun began to set, I got really worried. I wanted to go home, and I thought nobody would ever find me.
It was almost completely dark, and I couldn't stop crying. Just then, I felt someone watching me. I turned around and saw this man on a boat. He had a brown beard beginning to turn gray, and long hair that stuck to his back. After he found me, he asked me what was wrong and I explained (well, explained while crying my eyes out) my situation to him, and he nodded at me. He got out of his boat, and carried me into it. He asked me where I lived, and offered to take me home. Within an hour, we got to my house, but it was completely empty. He said we should wait for my parents to come home, and that's what we did.
It was two hours, but I think he knew how scared I was, so he kept a smile on his face and waited patiently. My mother finally came home, in tears herself. Those tears stopped for just a second when she us sitting in the front yard. She ran to me, nearly tripping along the way, and hugged me so hard I felt all my breath leave my body. The man told my mother where he found me, and that he was just trying to get me home. My mother thanked him more times than I could count, and he told her that it was nothing just a few times. She asked him how she could repay him, and he told her that "The thanks you gave me was already more than I deserve. The smile on you and your daughter's faces would've been enough." After that day, he became like an uncle to me. I remember a lot of times asking mom to let me go help him on days the fish were biting hard. She was unsure at first, but after the first few times, she felt like he was family too... To be honest, I guess I haven't changed that much. I'm still small, I'm still too timid to talk to new people, and most of all... I'm still that kid.
It was almost completely dark, and I couldn't stop crying. Just then, I felt someone watching me. I turned around and saw this man on a boat. He had a brown beard beginning to turn gray, and long hair that stuck to his back. After he found me, he asked me what was wrong and I explained (well, explained while crying my eyes out) my situation to him, and he nodded at me. He got out of his boat, and carried me into it. He asked me where I lived, and offered to take me home. Within an hour, we got to my house, but it was completely empty. He said we should wait for my parents to come home, and that's what we did.
It was two hours, but I think he knew how scared I was, so he kept a smile on his face and waited patiently. My mother finally came home, in tears herself. Those tears stopped for just a second when she us sitting in the front yard. She ran to me, nearly tripping along the way, and hugged me so hard I felt all my breath leave my body. The man told my mother where he found me, and that he was just trying to get me home. My mother thanked him more times than I could count, and he told her that it was nothing just a few times. She asked him how she could repay him, and he told her that "The thanks you gave me was already more than I deserve. The smile on you and your daughter's faces would've been enough." After that day, he became like an uncle to me. I remember a lot of times asking mom to let me go help him on days the fish were biting hard. She was unsure at first, but after the first few times, she felt like he was family too... To be honest, I guess I haven't changed that much. I'm still small, I'm still too timid to talk to new people, and most of all... I'm still that kid.
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