Tell me Grandfather I said to him one day. I have never seen people like the villages here! In my village people fight with those who pray to another god. But here this seems a very strange place! Prem replied the replied the old man I will tell you the story of pambupatti. You can take this story back to your village. maybe it will heal some of its wounds and dry some of its sores. Oh Grandfather I sad anxiously don't say that. What I have seen in my village makes me burn with shame. I never want to go back there. But that's exactly way you must go back with him and I wanted to hear his story. It happened a long time ago he began. So long ago that there were no schools and no teachers. children lived in berries with their parents and helped and helped them to collect fruit and panthers or elephants in pambupatti forest. There were only reptiles are Snakes crocodiles turtles lizards. And you know that a reptile has scales on its body and it lays eggs. Every month the reptiles of Pambupatti had a big meeting Everyone came the pretty excited snakes the slow thoughtful tortoises the clever quick lizards and the moody crocodiles grumpy because they were out of water. The president of these meetings was Makara the biggest crocodile of the forest. All the animals thought he was very important. When someone is strong and powerful you know it is difficult not to go along with wat he says or does. Now one day a strange thing happened It was a week before one of the monthly meetings. Makara sent a letter to the tortoises asking no to come to the meeting Ahistay the big old star tortoise with black and yellow pictures on his shell was very angry.