A long time ago, there was a young boy who lived in an old village. He didn't have a name, but he had talent. He was nimble, well-spirited, and clever. But most importantly, he had knowledge, and thought before he spoke. He often helped those in need and entertained everyone with his tricks and acrobatic skills. But one day, the village was attacked by a rude, grumpy giant. The giant roared, crushing most of the houses and scaring the children. The boy had enough of this, and climbed up into the giant's shoulder, scurrying like a mouse. " why are you destroying my village? " the boy asked. The giant answered in a roar. " They built this village on MY hill! THIS IS MY HOME! " " but.. They live here now too.. " the boy responded. At first, the boy didn't know what to do with the giant, but then he got an idea. " Maybe we can find you a new home, Mr giant! " when the giant heard him say this, they seemed calmer. The giant was surprised at the young boy's generosity.