When You Thought I Wasn’t Looking
(Written by a former child)
A message every adult should read, because children are
watching you and doing as you do, not as you say.
When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you hang my first painting
on the refrigerator, and I immediately wanted to paint another [...]
Below is a beautiful story that I read and the author is unknown.
Let it brighten your day.
She had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. She must have
been 6 years old, this beautiful brown haired, freckle-faced image of
innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over
the top of rain gutters, [...]
One day there was a tree and a flower that sat close to each other on
a large prairie. The sun was shining bright and the air was crisp with
the warm summer breeze. The grass flowed freely and bent with the
wind. The flower sitting there with its green leaves and brightly
coloured flower blazing its scent and colour across the prairie for
anyone to see and smell.
The tree stood wide and tall with its branches flowing out; its
branches floating free on the gentle breezes of the wind. The
branches were full of bright green leaves that glistened in the sun.
The tree was majestic but very much humble to what its become.
One day the flower had many visitors to its pedals which made it glad.
The flower was proud that it was noticed and liked among the insects
that visited it. The flower boldly spoke and said with such fact, "I am
well noticed for I can spew my scent out to those that want to smell
and follow it. I am feeling good about myself for I have brought these
things to me and they have pollinated my flower."
The tree looking down in a rather disappointed sort of way spoke his
words quietly and softly, "Your flower is bright this I must truly say, but
your words are too strong for you notice little of why they have come
to this land. They come not for the brightness of your flower or scent
but for the food that is all around you in this wide open land. Your
words are arrogant considering how small you really are. They come
to me as well to feed on these flowers that I bear. They feast in the
powder that collects within all flowers. No matter who they are or
where they stand."
The flower shot back, "but you just don't get it do you? I am very
bright and I am for a reason. I am better than you and this I can
prove. I am well known throughout these parts that spread so far and
so wide. The truth that I speak will stand long before my eyes."
The tree just sat there in nothing but amazement, for the flower
refused to see what was truly being said. The flower sat there so
smug in its glory and gleam. It was proud that it had proven that a
flower is much greater than a tree. It refused to see that tree was
covering its head from the storms that came by. Covering its head
from the rains that devoured all else in its way.
The tree just stood there doing just what it does best. Sheltering all,
that needs its protection. Giving life to those that know where to look
and using its branches to support all life there.
Later that day a four-legged came along. It smelled the rich scent of
that wonderful flower. Its rather strong scent was sweet to its nose. It
wanted to find where this scent flowed from. And see where it grows.
It came on the flower and there it sat in its glory. Sitting there so
brightly and smelling its own glory.
The four-legged smelled that flower like no other it did before. It
seemed there was nothing like it that met its grand smell. The four-
legged was so impressed it just couldn't wait. It opened its mouth and
ate that flower head. The tree sat there in horror at what it just saw.
That poor flower had lost its lovely smell and its bright grandeur.
The moral of this story is nothing to seek. When you open your
mouth, you better be prepared. For what you seek may not be
what you want. The power of words flow strong and flow true.
The power of words may one day come back to eat you. [...]