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The Forest of Different Colors
In a forest full of tall trees
and bright flowers lived Lila, a little squirrel with a short tail. All the
other squirrels in the forest had long, fluffy tails, and Lila thought hers was
too small. Every morning she looked at herself in the lake and sighed.
“I wish I were like the
others,” she said.
One day, the Wise Owl
announced a big celebration: the Festival of Colors. Everyone had to prepare
something special to share. Lila felt nervous. What could she do with such a
short tail?
As she walked, lost in
thought, she met Tom, the hedgehog. Tom had messy quills and always tried to
hide.
“I’m not going to the
festival,” said Tom. “My quills scare everyone.”
Farther along, Lila saw Maya,
a frog who croaked differently from the others.
“I’m not going either,” said
Maya. “My voice isn’t pretty.”
Lila sat down with them under
a tree. The three of them stayed quiet for a while, until Lila spoke.
“I don’t want to go either. I
don’t like the way I am.”
Just then, the Wise Owl
appeared.
“Why are you so sad?” he
asked.
The three friends told him how
they felt. The owl looked at them kindly.
“The forest is beautiful
because everyone is different,” he said. “What you see as a problem is also a
gift.”
“A
gift?” asked Lila.
“Yes,” replied the owl. “Lila,
your short tail makes you quick and able to fit into small places. Tom, your
quills protect you and can help others. Maya, your voice is different, and that
makes it special.”
They looked at each other in
surprise.
Feeling braver, they decided
to go to the festival. Lila brought nuts hidden in hard-to-reach places. Thanks
to her size and speed, everyone could eat. Tom helped decorate, using his
quills to hang lights and flowers. Maya sang a happy song with her different
voice, and everyone clapped.
At the end of the day, the
forest was full of laughter.
Lila looked at herself in the
lake again, but this time she smiled.
“I like myself the way I am,”
she said.
And from that day on, in the
Forest of Different Colors, everyone remembered that accepting yourself and
others makes the world a happier and kinder place.
The End
Nº 2
The Garden
Where Ego Couldn’t Grow
In a small garden on the edge of a village, vegetables of every color
grew together. There lived Mr. Tomato, bright and red; Mrs. Carrot, elegant and
tall; shy Broccoli, and the old but wise Pumpkin.
Mr. Tomato was, without a doubt, the most proud. Every morning, when the
sun rose, he stretched his shiny skin and said:
—Without me, no salad would be happy. I am the most important in the
garden.
Mrs. Carrot sighed, but said nothing. Broccoli just curled in a little
more between his green leaves. And Pumpkin watched in silence.
One day, a strong storm arrived. The wind shook the plants, and the rain
hit the soil hard. Mr. Tomato, heavy because of his size, began to lean
dangerously.
—Help! —he shouted—. I’m going to fall!
Carrot, with her deep roots, stayed firm and held part of the soil that
supported Tomato. Broccoli, with his dense leaves, blocked the wind. And
Pumpkin, spread across the ground, stopped the water from washing the soil
away.
When the storm passed, Mr. Tomato was still standing… but he was very
quiet.
—Thank you… —he finally said—. I thought I was the most important, but
without you, I would have been lost.
Pumpkin smiled with her slow, deep voice:
—In a garden, no one grows alone. Ego is like a plague: if it grows too
much, it leaves no space for others… and in the end, not even for yourself.
From that day on, Mr. Tomato changed. He no longer bragged about his
color or his taste. Instead, every morning he said:
—Today, we will grow together.
The garden began to thrive like never before. The vegetables were
stronger, healthier, and even seemed happier.
And so, among green leaves and wet soil, they learned that true growth
doesn’t come from being bigger than others… but from growing with them.
The End
