Wadugama was a flourishing village in the Land of Nowhere. Those who lived there were carpenters. Some of them made furniture while others were making doors and windows. Nandoris, an elderly carpenter, turned out images of the Buddha, gods, and human figures. There was a big demand for his creations.
One day, Nandoris saw a wooden block floating down the river while he was having a bath. He took hold of it and brought it home. His nimble fingers started working with various cutting and polishing instruments. 
Bindu
After a few hours he created the figure of a child and named it Bindu.
On the following day, Nandoris saw Bindu playing with a dog in the compound. He was astonished to see a wooden figure playing like a real child.
“Bindu, how do you play with a dog? You’re not a real child.”
“No papa, I am your adopted child. From tomorrow, I want to attend school like other children.”
Nandoris hesitated for a moment but later took Bindu to the village school.
The village school
The headmaster raised his eyebrows and asked, “How can I admit a wooden child?”
“Sir, although Bindu is a wooden child, he can talk and work like any other child,” said Nandoris.
After some time Bindu was taken into a small classroom full of village children. At once, they began to tease the new entrant calling him “Wooden boy”.
However, Bindu did not mind their teasing. Bindu soon turned out to be a disobedient student. He often fought with his classmates and returned home with bruises all over his body.
“What happened, Bindu?” Nandoris asked.
“I had to fight with a monkey today,” Bindu said.
Every day he started telling lies to his father and his nose began to grow long. Then classmates nicknamed him ‘Long nose’ and Bindu resented it. He soon found that he was an unwelcome student and he made up his mind to run away from school.
A hermit
While he was running away, Bindu met a hermit begging food from villagers. He was surprised to see a boy with a very long nose. When he looked at the boy quizzically, Bindu said, “My long nose is giving me trouble. Can you do something about it?”
“Yes,” the hermit said and signalled the boy to follow him.
After some time they arrived at the hermit’s cave. “From today you must stop telling lies. Then your long nose will disappear,” the hermit said.
Bindu took the hermit’s advice seriously and never uttered a lie in his life. He regained his normal nose and returned to the classroom. His classmates gave him a warm welcome.
Nandoris and Bindu lived happily thereafter.