When a boy is coming-of-age, he is brought into the deepest darkest forest. When it grows very dark, his blindfold is removed and the person who brought him there leaves him alone. The boy will be considered successful and accepted as an adult in the tribe if he doesn’t scream or cry until the next morning.
The night was very dark, the boy couldn’t even see his own hands and he was afraid. Frightening sounds emerged from the deep recesses of the forest – the wolves’ howls and the wind in the branches. He became more fearful, but he knew he must keep silent, not screaming nor crying, so that he could pass the test.
A second seemed like hours, an hour was like years, and he could not close his eyes to sleep. Cold sweat trickled down his body.
As the morning sun at last started to show itself, he became joyful. He looked around and was shocked to see his father standing not far behind him. His father had a bow and arrows and a machete was sheathed in his waist. He had looked after his son the whole night in case any snake or wild beast came to harm him. He would shoot arrows from his bow before any beast got too close to his son, praying all the while that his son would not cry or scream.
Source [Slightly adapted]