There was a boy who would always break things. He didn’t do it on putpose, he just had very clumsy hands. His family sooner learned not to trust him. Everyone in the village called him Breaker. But, he was as clever as he was clumsy. When he grew older he was the greatest bridge builder ever.
One day, the emperor heard of his great work and asked him to build bridge across the piers to get to his hunting palace, if he succeeded, the emperor would weight him with gold. If he failed, the emperor would have his head. So, Breaker went and started.
So, Breaker got to work, but every time he tried, he failed but each time he learned something new each time. It had been a month and still no bridge. The emperor sended his informer. The informer asked Breaker what had taken so long, and said if the bridge wasn’t ready, the executioner would start sharpening his sword to execute him.
Then, Breaker heard a creaky old laugh and saw an old man. He saw that his crutch was all broken and Breaker saw that it started to darken, but knew he couldn’t leave the old man. So, he said to the old man if he built him a new crutch, if it would help him get home. So he started to build the old mans crutch and got splinters. The old man then rubbed his neck and made the dirt and sweat turn into two pellets. The pellets would grow into piers.
Breaker went into the piers water and put the two pellets, but one broke. He put the broken pieces of the pellet and pooped into the water. Suddenly, the water started to swirl and built the piers to hold the bridge. A few months after, the emperor asked what was taking so long and said he asked for a bridge. The old man apppeared again and said he didn’t tell Breaker how long it was supposed to be. Then, Breaker saw that the emperor was kneeling down
Then, the emperor showered Breaker with gold and appreciated Breaker’s work.