The Boy, The Old Man And The Donkey…



A simple story today…


Once upon a time an old man, a boy and a donkey were going to town.

The boy rode on the donkey and the old man walked alongside.

They were chatting and enjoying the day.

As they went along they passed some people who remarked loudly that it was a shame that the old man was walking and the boy was riding.

The man and boy thought maybe the critics were right, so they changed positions.

A little later they passed another group of people who observed ‘What a shame, he makes that little boy walk!’

So the old man and the boy then decided they’d both walk.

Soon they passed yet another group of people who commented rudely that they were stupid to walk when they had a decent donkey to ride.

So, they both rode the donkey.

Next they passed some people who stated how awful it was to put such a load on a poor donkey.

The boy and man figured they were probably right, so they decided to carry the donkey.

As they crossed the bridge, they lost their grip on the poor donkey and it fell into the river and drowned.



How often do we allow the voices of others into our heads?


How often do we make choices based upon what others think we should be doing?


How much of our lives do we spend trying to please everyone else?


And just how many donkeys do we cart around simply because someone said we should?


Have a wonderful day! :)





12 thoughts on “The Boy, The Old Man And The Donkey…

    • That’ll do pig, that’ll do. (From Babe…see, I obviously watch the same types of movies that you do!!)

  1. wonderful story… thanks Telene….. Ive been going to story telling classes and inspired once again by this lovely little story at the power of such a simple story………thanks for sharing this……would love some more !!!!!!

  2. Glad you liked it and I look forward to posting some more. I’m a huge fan of the simple story…. Thank you!

  3. lovely fable…thank you. I will use it in my hypnosis work….its so much more powerful sharing a metaphor than telling people don’t worry about what other people think….

    • Hi Judy and glad you like the fable!
      I totally agree that a metaphor holds so much more power than being told what to do.
      A story can be a much less confronting way for getting a message across…

  4. I thought I’d share that I sent this post to some friends last week .

    What I always find so interesting is how many different ways people can read the same story .

    I read this story as not to worry what others say to me or think of me and to trust how I feel….. but for these friends of mine they had a completely different take.

    She was about the leave the world and to her she had been the donkey….carrying everyone else…as a mother supporting others…….carrying the load…or that’s what she felt. When she got ill she was carried by her family and then as they walked over the bridge she fell into the river of life and moved onto another place…………

    What a beautiful metaphor…….what a lovely way to see death…..

    So thank you Telene for sharing that profound story.

    • Oh my goodness…I am very moved by your account.
      You are right- every story has a different meaning for each of us…and there is nothing more powerful than our stories.
      I am really sorry for your loss and my sincere condolences to your friend’s family.
      Thank you so much for sharing.

I would absolutely love to hear any thoughts, suggestions or questions you may have. Thanks!