The Donkey of Vincento

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Pullazo ran and obeyed her instantly, his smile never leaving his face as he lugged a pitcher from the well and handed Helen a dipper full of water. Helen drank her water and handed him back the dipper before forgetting about him instantly.

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Listening to Pullazo and Demetrius talk about how best to court Helen did nothing to improve her mindset. Have one to sell? When he had gone a little ways, Penelope, quick as you can, darted out through the door to run after him. Domestically it has also worked at designing a code of practice for beach donkeys to ensure in the age of obesity that the weight they carry is not over 51kgs, that they take proper breaks and do not work more than six days a week. Please try again later.

But the occasional glimpse was enough to keep his heart beating strong for Helen, and more and more years came to pass. Penelope, naturally, grew up as well, learning from her mother how to care for her brother and father and growing into a beautiful young lady herself, although one that Pullazo still paid no mind to. It was late in the summer during one of these years when word spread through the town that the silk merchant was going to throw a festival for the village during the holy days of the local saint.

At first this was only treated as rumor, the braying of the local drunkards and nothing more. And a troop of painters was hired to whitewash the walls of the town square and spread crushed limestone over the dirt so that it practically glowed with cleanliness. Everyone was making plans, and this included Pullazo and Demetrius. Penelope was never far out of earshot during these conversations.

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She had argued with her father about this until her ears grew hot, but there was no relenting and she was often in a foul mood during those days. Listening to Pullazo and Demetrius talk about how best to court Helen did nothing to improve her mindset.

The day of the festival came and everyone filled the town square and enjoyed the dancing and music and wine and food. There was a race where the winner received a beautiful garland of flowers, and a show of the traditional habonyas which made the little children shriek with laughter. Then the afternoon began to fade and the people made their way back to their homes, some to retire for the evening, some to prepare for the more formal dance later that night. Upstairs the two young men put themselves together for the dance.

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They argued over who would wear the nicer pants, and who would get to ride to the gardens and who would be in charge of leading the donkey when he refused to pull the cart and arrive at the dance with mud on their shoes. They bathed and dressed and poked fun at each other and tried to hide how nervous they were, and Penelope sat in the downstairs room listening to them joke and yell and thump about upstairs, and she folded her arms and stared into the corner and tried to pretend that she did not care.

Then they were tromping down the stairs, Demetrius throwing his hat up high in the air before ducking and running to catch it on his head as it fell, standing upright and beaming before Pullazo tried the same trick and missed, his hat dropping to the ground, Penelope giggling into her dress as she watched.

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A quick few minutes later and the cart was attached. Eventually Pullazo got the stubborn animal to pull the cart along and they disappeared into the lane and headed into town.

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Later that night, when the moon was a bright white crescent hanging over the horizon, the two boys returned. They were both in the cart, the donkey for the moment having been convinced to pull without any need of encouragement.

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Demetrius was cradling a jug of wine in the crook of his arm and Pullazo was staring up at the stars. Demetrius continued making suggestions and Pullazo remained silent while they put the donkey back in the stable and the cart back in the barn and made their way towards the house. Waiting in the doorway was Penelope, who watched as Pullazo began to say his goodbyes, his downturned face sad and without joy.

And I know women. When he had gone a little ways, Penelope, quick as you can, darted out through the door to run after him. Penelope was beaming, her love showing on her face, and she stood up on tiptoe and kissed her brother on the cheek, then said the words that became so famous, the last part especially, in the town of Vincento.

Part 1 Probability Angels: Part 2 Probability Angels: Part 3 Probability Angels: Those who donate to the sanctuary are highly valued, she says, and there is always a thank-you letter sent out on receipt. We have a cute and cuddly subject, but at the same time we are a really big charity with staff in centres around the world putting together this huge operation. According to Refuge, the domestic violence charity, one of the problems is that people don't realise the scale of problem and assume the charity receives a large amount of government funding.

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That was just a comparison to show that while our society is very giving and will provide to some charities, to a certain extent the women's movement has been left behind," a spokeswoman for the charity said. While it's quite easy to put a picture of a donkey on a poster and say let's help the little donkey, you can't do the same thing for domestic violence and it's a painful thing to talk about. We find we are having to dispel the myth wherever we go and it takes a lot longer to get the message out.

Around people, including many of the donors, will descend on the sanctuary site for Donkey Week in which they are able to see first hand how their money is spent. Jennifer Tucker, who was a regular donor to the sanctuary for many years, ended up working there and is now the website editor. Her explanation for what has become a lifelong commitment may go part of the way towards explaining the public's particular ardour for the donkey. I can only say it's just a deep passionate love, really.

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It's not something you grow out of. When you fall in love with a donkey, you've had it really. Staff are used to questions about whether it is correct to direct such funds towards hardworking but essentially happy-go-lucky creatures that ultimately might not know the difference.

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You'll often hear it uttered that someone is being, “Gravid Acciastona,” or, “The True Fool,” or very common too, “The Ass of Vincento.” It is a wonderful play on. So in order to turn in something that at least resembles a story, here's what I'm doing. I'm stripping everything down to the barest minimum.

We market ourselves, people choose to give to us, we don't misrepresent ourselves. Animal charities generally don't get government grants, they don't get lottery funding," Pearce said. They find it a lot harder, and at times frustrating, trying to raise money for the Elisabeth Svendsen Trust, an offshoot of the sanctuary, which provides riding therapy for children with special needs and disabilities.

People seem far more interested in the donkeys themselves which arrive at a rate of eight a week to be cared for by sanctuary staff on sites across the UK and Ireland, afflicted with various forms of ill-health, neglect or abandonment. Donkeys that are blind are put together, those with respiratory problems are grouped in an area of dust-free bedding and special care is taken not to separate them from a mate or friend. Maurice Wren, director of Asylum Aid, is resigned to the popularity of animal charities but says he believes the generosity of the British public means there is more than enough for everyone.

In a practical operational sense, I have got to believe that there is enough to go round for all of us.