The Parable of the Brothers Who Fell Out

The Parable of the Brothers Who Fell Out

This is a story of two brothers who lived side by side in their own farms for many years, until one day, a foolish argument caused a rift between them. This was the first serious disagreement the brothers had in all of their 50 years. Up until that day, they always worked their fields together, shared knowledge and produce, and lent a helping hand to one another in times of need. The fight began over a small misunderstanding, which can sometimes happen, but the dispute dragged on and became an angry exchange of words, followed by weeks of silence. One day, there was a knock on the older brother’s door. When he opened it, he was facing an old, bearded carpenter, holding a toolbox. “I could sure use some work, sir” said the stranger. “Do you need any repairs in your farm?” “Yes”, replied the brother. “I’ve got a job for you. Across the creek, there’s a farm that happens to belong to my younger brother. Until recently, the whole area between our homes was green, but then he changed the creek’s path, making it into a border between us. I’m sure he did that for spite, but I’ll show him…” said the older brother. “You see those trees by the barn? I want you to turn them into a 10-foot tall fence. I never want to see his face again.” The old carpenter thought quietly to himself for a few minutes and eventually said: “I see”. The farmer helped the carpenter carry his tools and the wood, and then drove off to the city on some errands. When he came back in the evening,...
The Parable of the Red Flower with Green Stem

The Parable of the Red Flower with Green Stem

The Parable of the Red Flower with Green Stem Once upon a time there was a little boy who studied at a big school. One morning the teacher said “Today we’re going to draw.” “Good” thought the little boy. He liked to draw lions, tigers, chickens, trains and boats. He got his colour-pencils and started drawing. “Wait!! Don’t start yet.” said the teacher. She waited until all the students were ready and then said … “We’re going to draw flowers.” The little boy started drawing beautiful flowers with his pink, orange and blue pencils. “Wait” said the teacher. “I’ll show you how to do it.” And the flower she drew was red with a green stem. “Ok” said the teacher “now you can do it.” The little boy looked at the flower the teacher had drawn , looked at his own flowers and liked his best. He couldn’t say that so he turned the sheet of paper over and drew a flower just like the one the teacher had drawn – red with a green stem. Another day the students were having class outside and the teacher said … “Today we are going to play with clay.” “Great” the boy thought. He liked to play with clay. He could make things like elephants, mice, cars and trucks. He started to take some clay in his hands and make a big ball. Then the teacher said … “Wait ! Don’t start yet.” She waited until all the students were ready. “Now” she said “we’re going to make a plate.” “Good” thought the little boy. He liked to make plates of...