The lesson behind the post Beneath the Surface is…. *drumroll* ….
Beneath the Surface
October 28, 2008 at 11:53 am (Stories & Writings)
The taste of the salty sea waters.
The feel of the rough sand beneath the feet.
The warmth of the bright sunny sunshine upon the skin.
This was a beginning of a promising day for fun and laughter.
The shouts of excitement of the children could be heard miles away. It was a class trip led by a young teacher. She smiled as she saw the antics of the children: splashing about in the sea water, building little sand castles along the beach, racing, running etc. What bundles of energy they all were!
Being an educator, this trip was not just a mere trip. The young teacher had an important lesson in mind to teach her young children. So, she called them all and gave them a simple assignment.
“See the uneven surfaces upon the sand?”
The children nodded.
“Okay, let’s make it smooth. The person who manages to do this and keep the surface smooth will get a surprise gift from me.”
At the sound of the word ’surprise gift’, the children rushed to collect their spades and began to smooth the surface of the sand around them frantically.
It proved however to be a frustrating tasks. For no sooner had one smoothen the surface around them, others would accidentally trample upon the surface and mark it with their tiny footprints.
“Teacher, this is impossible!”
The children came running to the teacher and protested of the tasks.
The young teacher smiled and pointed to a classmates of theirs who was at a corner of a beach.
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Light
October 20, 2008 at 2:33 pm (Stories & Writings)
There is a sense of anticipated excitement as she waits for the moment to walk through the door. For many months, she was kept in the cages of doom and gloom, confined to her own misery and the taunts of the enemy.
It seem surreal when the rays of light, signaling freedom came flooding the place of her darkness. She dare not believe at first for many times she was fooled by the mirage; her heart crushed to find it vanishing when she reached out to grab it.
The light though was neither mirage nor imagination. Little by little, it invaded her little room of darkness; its warmth enveloping her by chasing the coldness she has always felt all these years.
It’s true! Her heart resonates with the echoes of truth that began to resound louder and louder within her soul. It’s true and it’s here!
Suddenly like a rush of fountain water, joy exploded within her. She laughed for the very first time. It felt good, so very good.
The open door beckons her. She stood up, flung away the chains and walked boldly through it.
