Once upon a time–a long, long time ago. Not in my time, not in your time, not in anybody’s time. There was a Peaceful Kingdom ruled by a just and kind King. He treated every man from the richest to the poorest as nice as a King could treat his people. One day, the King wanted to send a message to the next kingdom over. It was to propose a union between the two Kingdoms, through the marriage of his daughter and the prince from the neighboring Kingdom.
The King sent his most trusted Advisor to the neighboring Kingdom. The Advisor crossed a vast forest, a meadow filled with flowers, and finally he came to a bridge that went over a small lake. As the Advisor made his way across the bridge a pair of large yellow hands reached up out of the water, grabbed the Advisor and dragged him deep down in to the lake.
After a time the King grew frustrated at his most trusted advisor and decided to send the greatest knight in the Kingdom to deliver the message. The Knight accepted the task and set out for the neighboring Kingdom. The Knight crossed the vast forest, the meadow filled with flowers, and finally he arrived at the bridge that went over a small lake. The Knight made his way across the bridge and as he got to the middle a pair of large yellow hands reached up out of the water and grabbed the Knight and dragged him down into the lake.
Time passed and the rumors of the large, yellow hands grew. Many more people tried to cross the lake and all of them failed and were dragged to the bottom of the lake. Everyone was afraid to cross the bridge to deliver the King’s message. Finally a little Page boy decided to try to cross the bridge. Everyone and the king laughed at the Page boy and said he was too little and too young to try. However the Page boy insisted that he be given a chance. The King decided that the Page boy would be given a chance to deliver the Message to the neighboring Kingdom. The Page boy crossed the vast forest, the meadow filled with flowers, and finally he arrived at the bridge that went over a small lake. The Page boy made his way across the bridge and as he got to the middle. Nothing happened; the Page boy finished crossing the bridge and made his way to the neighboring Kingdom to deliver the message.
The Page boy was given a reply, and he made his way back to the Kingdom. When he arrived the King and all his subjects wanted to know how he had defeated the large, yellow hands. The Page boy replied, “Yellow hands don’t like to eat page boys”.
