A story is told of a man who lived in a far away village with his son. His name was Syonzola and he was a very mischievous man.

People in the village didn't like him very much because he liked to lie a lot.

At night, Syonzola would wait until everyone was asleep.

He would stand outside and start shouting, "Help! Help! I'm being attacked. Please, someone help me!"

The people would come running to help him with spears in their hands.

"Hahahahahaha!" Syonzola would laugh until his stomach was sore when he saw them.

"Are you OK? Where is the animal that was attacking you?" People would shout.

"It went that way, please help," Syonzola would say to them and point at the darkness behind the trees. After searching, they would tell him to stop his lies and go to sleep.

One night his son heard him screaming and shouting for help again. His son never understood why his dad liked to fool people.

But on this night his son didn't hear people opening their doors and running to help. He only heard his father screaming.

The other villagers were not in the mood to wake up because they knew Syonzola was up to his old tricks again.

So they decided to sleep and wait for him to stop his loud screams.

"Help! Help me please," his son waited and waited. But this time he could sense that something was terribly wrong.

Now he was hearing something else that sounded scary and his father's cries were much louder than normal.

So the boy ran out and saw that a vicious animal was attacking his father.

And he was brave and weaved his fire stick at the animal and the animal ran away from the fire.

The animal ran very fast into the darkness. Syonzola was so proud to see how brave his son was.

He was very grateful to his son for saving him from the vicious animal that night.

From that day Syonzola never told a lie again and was forever grateful to his son for saving his life.

Instead of screaming, "Help! Help!" Syonzola now told everyone in the village about his brave son.