The story speaks of how different cultures may approach and choose to deal with what they may perceive as a problem with the elderly.
This particular people told a story of a time when ...
It was generally agreed upon that it was too burdensome to continue to attempt to care for the elderly among them. When it was deemed that one was too old, it was the responsibility of that person's oldest son to carry him on his back. In this fashion the son would carry his dad up the mountain, and throw him off the cliff.
It was not just common for this to take place, it was expected. Yet, it was also expected that during that long trip up the mountain, that neither the dad nor his son express any emotion. Neither would talk at all ...after all, what could be said?
About halfway up the mountain, the dad says, "Son, are you okay?"
The son had not expected his dad to speak, and answers with an unprepared and uncomfortable tone of surprise, "Why do you ask?"
The dad offers a bit of advice, "Perhaps you should rest a bit; you look a little tired."
"No, I'm fine!" answers the son, abruptly.
The dad persists, "No, I'm serious!"
By the tone of his voice, it's obvious that the son is frustrated, "You know that everyone says it's best not to talk. You know this must be done; you're just attempting to prolong this! What must be done, must be done."
The dad insists, "No, I'm not trying to prolong this ...seriously, you don't look well."
The son's tone reflects increased frustration, "I'm fine ...and we're not going to rest. We're going on! And I'd appreciate it if you'd not make this any more difficult than it already is. I will be very thankful if you'd not talk to me anymore!"
There is a long silence. They are three quarters of the way up the mountain, when the old man begins to laugh. He starts out in low, and his laugh builds in intensity.
The son shouts above his dad's laugh, "What is so funny! The laugh is even worse than your talking! If you must, tell me what is so blamed funny!"
The dad chuckles, "I'm sorry, but I think we should stop; I don't think you are in that good of shape. I don't think you can make it."
As nervous sweat pours off his forehead, the son screams, "I've never felt better in my life ...I'm not even sweating!"
The dad laughs, "Oh, I don't know about that ...I don't think my grandson, your son, would see it that way!"
The son, knowing how much his own son truly loves grandpa, cannot handle such a statement as this, "Dad, you know this must be done!"
The dad laughs once more, then gets serious,"I'm sorry, son, you know how much your son enjoys tracking ...how he tracked that wolf that was killing our sheep. I didn't mean to make this so difficult for you. But I honestly don't feel you are in that great of shape. I mentioned that to my grandson. Can you be sure he's not following us? He is a good tracker."
The son looks back, "I don't see him."
The dad laughs, "Neither did the wolf. And what did you tell your son when he asked where you were going this morning?"
The son feels it is hopeless to expect his dad to comply with not talking, "I told him I had to take care of you."
The dad takes a more serious tone, "Just yesterday I told him all about how I took care of you when you were young ...after your mom died. You know how much your son loves his grandpa."
The son is totally exhausted as they reach the top, especially emotionally, "And I suppose you told him all about the trip we were going to take today. Of course, you weren't supposed to, but you haven't done any of this right, have you? And I suppose you told him that making a climb like this takes a heavy toll on a body, and by the time I reach the cliff, I'll probably be an old man myself ...and he'd might better throw me off the cliff too ...and save himself a trip later on."
The dad says, "Well, you can take your chances ...and think what I'm saying is just a bluff, but you'd be taking a big chance with a rather deadly bluff." And the dad looks momentarily at his son, then leans forward to peer down the rocky crag.
Suddenly a young voice chimes in from around the corner, "Grandpa, that looked like fun ...dad is really strong, isn't he? But, I don't think he can carry you back down too ...he looks too tired, and I'm too small to help out. I think Grandpa can make it back down if we take it slow."
Putting his arm around his son, and his own dad ...the three of them, turn around, and start back down the mountain.