The Flood and the Brave Young Boy

 

In a quiet village nestled between the river and the hills, lived a young boy named Arin. He was only ten, but his heart was strong and fearless. His mother always told him, "A brave heart is worth more than a strong body."

One stormy night, dark clouds covered the sky, and rain poured like never before. The river swelled, rushing toward the village with unstoppable force. The villagers woke to the terrifying sound of water crashing through their homes. Panic spread as people scrambled to escape.

Arin, clutching his little sister, Laya, saw their house tremble under the weight of the flood. "We must go to the hill!" his mother cried. But as they ran, he noticed an old man struggling to walk, a mother holding a crying baby, and children separated from their parents.

Without thinking, Arin let go of his mother's hand. "I have to help them!" he shouted.

His mother’s heart clenched with fear, but she saw the fire of determination in his eyes. "Be careful, my son," she whispered, tears mixing with the rain.

Arin ran through the rising water, pulling the old man onto a wooden cart and pushing him toward higher ground. He found the lost children and guided them to safety. He helped the mother carry her baby across the flooded road.

As the water rose higher, Arin saw a small boy trapped on a roof. The current was too strong for anyone to reach him. "Hold on! I'm coming!" Arin yelled. He grabbed a long rope, tied it around his waist, and swam through the raging water.

With every stroke, the current tried to pull him under, but he pushed forward, thinking of the boy’s terrified eyes. At last, he reached the roof, tied the rope around the boy, and signaled for the villagers to pull them back.

Cheers erupted as Arin and the boy reached safety. The villagers, inspired by his bravery, worked together to help others. By morning, the rain stopped, and the floodwaters began to recede.

As the sun rose over the battered village, Arin stood beside his mother, exhausted but proud. "You saved lives, my son," she said, holding him close.

From that day forward, the villagers remembered the great flood not just for its destruction, but for the bravery of a young boy who proved that courage can shine even in the darkest storms.