[Eng/Spa] A History of Reciprocity 🤝

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Hello Hive friends, good morning, good afternoon or good evening, as appropriate. Today I come to bring you a short story, I hope you enjoy reading it, feel free to comment, I would like to know your impressions. Let’s go.

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A History of Reciprocity

Frank lived in a small cabin in the woods, which he had built himself. As every morning he began his routine by going to collect firewood, he chose to take the most winding path in the forest, which although was the most dangerous, but also the shortest, because he wanted to save some time, since he had several activities to do.

Observing very carefully where he stepped, holding in his hand a stick he tested the ground, aware of the danger of the area, he began to descend.

Once he crossed the river and was close to the place where he used to cut firewood, he heard a strange noise, it seemed like the moan of a wounded animal, he tuned up his ears and went to the direction from which the strange moan came.

The moan could be heard closer, he saw a silhouette that was lying imprisoned between a pile of rocks and branches, he quickened his pace and when he arrived he realized that it was not an animal but a young hiker. He quickly began to remove the rocks and branches to free the injured young man who complained incessantly.

Frank improvised a stretcher with sticks, branches and bushes and transferred the young man to the cabin; he laid him on his cot, he looked the injuries that the unconscious young man had suffered. He dedicated the next few hours to healing the young man, placing herbal ointments on all his wounds, giving him several sips of an infusion to drink, and placing warm compresses on the young man's forehead to reduce the fever.

That same night the young man regained consciousness, Frank decided to prepare something to eat for both of them, opened the small cupboard, took out two cans of beans, heated them and they had dinner.

The next day Frank with his old radio located the rangers, who went to Route 71 of the Forested River to look for the young man. As he said goodbye, the young man thanked Frank for saving his life and promised never to forget what he had done for him.

The young hiker and Frank always maintained correspondence between them. The young man wrote him letters telling him about his adventures through the different trails, mountains, and routes he was able to travel.

One morning the young man was waiting for the postman, possibly the heavy rain that had fallen during that morning would have delayed the deliveries. He turned on the radio while preparing to go to work, suddenly he heard that there had been a landslide on Route 71 of the Forested River, that a man named Frank had been injured when his cabin was destroyed.

The young man immediately picked up the phone, made a few calls and left in a hurry. After several hours of traveling, the young man arrived at the scene, saw Frank trying to recover his belongings, the young man approached his friend, put his hand on his shoulder and asked him to turn around. As Frank turned, he saw several young men unloading wood and construction materials from a truck.

Now it's my turn to return the gesture my friend.

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Amigos de Hive, buenos días, tardes o noches, según corresponda. Hoy les vengo a traer una historia corta, espero que la disfruten la lectura, siéntanse libres de opinar, me gustaría saber sus impresiones. Vamos a ello.

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Una Historia de Reciprocidad

Frank vivía en una pequeña casa en el bosque, la cual había construido el mismo. Como todas las mañanas empezaba su rutina yendo a recoger leña, opto por tomar el sendero mas sinuoso del bosque que aunque era el más peligroso, también era el más corto, pues quería ahorrar algo de tiempo, ya que tenía varias actividades que realizar.

Observando con mucho cuidado donde pisaba, sosteniendo en su mano un palo con el cual tanteaba el terreno, consciente de la peligrosidad de la zona, empezó a descender.

Una vez que atravesó el rio y estando cerca del lugar donde acostumbraba cortar la leña, escucho un ruido extraño, parecía un gemido de animal herido, agudizo el oído y se dirigió a la dirección de donde provenía el extraño gemido.

El gemido se dejaba escuchar más cerca, logro divisar una silueta que yacía aprisionada entre un montón de rocas y ramas, apresuro el paso y al llegar se dio cuenta que no se trataba de una animal sino de un joven excursionista. Rápidamente comenzó a remover las rocas y ramas para liberar al joven herido quien se quejaba incesantemente.

Frank improviso una camilla con palos, ramas y arbustos y traslado al joven hasta la cabaña, lo acostó en su catre visibilizando las heridas que había sufrido el joven que se hallaba inconsciente. Las siguientes horas las dedico a curar al joven, coloco ungüentos a base de hierbas sobre todas sus heridas, le dio a beber varios sorbos de una infusión y coloco compresas tibias sobre la frente del joven para amainar la fiebre.

Esa misma noche el joven recupero la consciencia, Frank se dispuso a preparar algo de comer para ambos abrió la pequeña alacena saco dos latas de frijoles, las calentó y cenaron.

Al día siguiente Frank con su viejo radio localizo a los guardabosques, quienes acudieron a la Ruta 71 del Rio Boscoso a buscar al joven. Al despedirse el joven le agradeció a Frank por haberle salvado la vida y prometió nunca olvidar lo que había hecho por él.

El joven excursionista y Frank, mantenían siempre correspondencia entre ellos, El joven le escribía cartas contándole sus aventuras a través de los diferentes senderos, montañas, y rutas que lograba recorrer.

Una mañana el joven se quedo esperando al cartero, posiblemente la fuerte lluvia que había caído durante esa madrugada habría retrasado las entregas. Prendió la radio mientras se preparaba para ir al trabajo, de pronto escucho que había ocurrido un deslizamiento en la Ruta 71 del Rio Boscoso, que un hombre llamado Frank había quedado damnificado al ser destruida su cabaña.

Inmediatamente El joven levanto el teléfono, hizo algunas llamadas y salió apresuradamente. Después de varias horas de recorrido el joven llegó al lugar, vio a Frank tratando de recuperar sus pertenecías, el joven se acerco a su amigo le coloco la mano en el hombro y le pidió que volteara la vista. Al girar, Frank vio ante si a varios jóvenes descargando madera y materiales de construcción de un camión.