Once upon a time, even across seven hundred and seventeen countries, there was a poor man. This poor man had tended cattle in the pasture every summer from his youth until he was two.
The man had a wife and a son, and the wife always took him out with her when she brought him his lunch, because she had no one to leave it with.
Once, when they arrived, the herd was near a forest. The woman came down, carrying milk, powder, bowls and spoons.
He pours the milk into the bowl and the three of them start to eat. And as they were eating, the shepherd saw the cattle beginning to enter the forest from the right. He says to his wife:
- Go, my son, and divert the cattle, for if they get in, it will be difficult to drive them out of the forest.
The woman ran away, and the man stayed with the child to eat. When he looked to his left, he saw the cattle there, too, filtering into the forest. She quickly poured more milk for the child, and said to him:
- Eat, my son, and I'll run to get the cattle out of the forest.
Well, as he was eating the milk, a mother wolf came out of the forest and started to eat the milk and the pulp that was still there.
When the food was gone, he took the child by the waist and led him into the forest. But the child did not let go of the wooden spoon.
The wolf carried the child until he arrived in the middle of the forest, where he had four little wolves.
He put the child between them, and then went to his work. So the little wolves started poking the child. When one of them poked him, the child said:
- Go away, because you're about to get one! - And then he hit me with the wooden spoon.
The wolf stepped aside, and then the other started.
- Go away, because you're about to get one!
Then it was also pulled aside. But the little wolves were four, and the little boy alone was getting tired of the big fight. Luckily, a man was passing by in the forest, looking for some crooked wood for an acre-horn. As he was sorting the trees, he heard a child say:
- Go away, because you're about to get one! - but she was already very tearful.
Thinking that something was wrong, the man ran over and saw four small wolves nipping a small child. Quickly he cut a long stick, threw it between the little wolves, picked up the child and ran out of the forest in a hurry, so that the mother wolf would not come out, because she could not have done it.
When he came out of the forest, he saw that the cattle of the village had scattered all over the border, and the man and the woman were running around looking for the child.
The man took the little child into the village, and there they knew that he was the shepherd's child. The people ran out into the field and called to the shepherd to come out.
At the hour of the trumpet, the shepherd and his wife came out, ran home, and received the child. The cattle were gathered and the people were forgiven for the damage. They rejoiced that the shepherd had found his child.
The shepherd and his wife continued to raise the little boy, and are still alive today, if not dead.
(Ágnes Kovács: Folk tales for kindergarten children)
