Seven was perhaps the laziest villager ever to be born into the second tribe. All the other young men and women his age learned quickly after being placed at a task by the guiding hand, but not Seven. He would wander off and play in the pond, or walk along the beach - anything but try to learn.
He reached the age of 21 not even a trainee at anything. He constantly either complained of being bored or of not knowing what to do. The guiding hand was thinking seriously about using him as an instructional dummy by feeding him the bad stew and then allowing the trainee doctors to cure him. Less seriously, but still at the back of the guiding hand's mind, there was the thought of feeding him the stew and letting him die to be interred in a grave inscribed with a warning to other would-be slackers.
The guiding hand then noticed that the gong needed to be rung and decided that Seven should ring it and perhaps a misfortune might befall him and relieve her of the guilt of poisoning him. Seven was taken to the gong and tossed against it, rather roughly I fear. The guiding hand held her breath and hoped for the worse. Lo and behold, when Seven rang the gong it granted him wisdom! He became a Master Scientist in a split second, surrounded by rainbows and awestruck villagers.
He was re-christened "Saved by the Gong" and is now happily living out his life researching and piling up tech points. He will be watched carefully and not be allowed to reproduce, just in case some of that laziness still lies in his genes.
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