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Spiritism for Kids - Célia Xavier Camargo - Portuguese  Spanish
Year 3 - N° 144 – February 7, 2010

  Translation
Fernanda Trebien / ftrebien@hotmail.com

 

No more lies!

  

Ricardo arrived from school, threw his backpack on a chair and went straight to the kitchen where his mother was cooking lunch.

- Hi, Mom! 

- Hello, Richard! What happened, son? – She asked, noticing that something was not right. 

Sounding rather annoyed, the boy said: 

- Nothing. Everything is fine. 

- What is bothering you? 

- It's George, Mom. I can not stand his lies anymore! 

- Be patient dear. Let life teach George that he shouldn’t lie. The truth always comes out. 

- I know, Mom, but I just cannot stand so many lies. Do you know what happenned today? The teacher asked the students about their families and he said that his father was a very rich man, that they live in a beautiful house and have a brand new stylish car. I know that this is not true. I feel like exposing him in front of the class. 

 Flora looked at her angry eight year old son and said: 

- Lying is very bad, but certainly George did not do that on purpose. In addition, he has a good side too. We all have strengths and weaknesses. He should also have a good side, as everyone else. Let's see: What are his qualities? 

Richard thought ... thought ... and answered: 

— I don’t know. I never paid attention! 

— That is the problem son, you only saw George’s bad side. Start observing him and you will find some qualities. After doing this we can discuss it again, ok? 

The boy agreed. Next day, recalling the chat he had with his mother, he began to pay attention to George. At the entrance, a little boy was in a hurry and dropped all his things on the floor. George ran towards him and helped the boy by picking up his objects. 

During the break, a girl fell and started crying. Her colleagues were laughing at her. George, however, helped her and asked gently: 

- Are you hurt? Come with me,  I'll take you to the ambulatory. 

- I’m ok, it won’t be necessary. Thanks, George. 

The bell rang and they went back to the classroom. After the class was over, Richard was still observing George. A colleague was saying he had problems with mathematics,  George promptly offered to help. 

- I will drop by your house later on and help you with mathematics. It is easy, soon you will understand everything. 

Richard was surprised. When he arrived home, his mother asked: 

- So, did you do what I suggested? 

- Mom, you were right! He is gentle, generous, kind, helpful... 

- Wow! Did you see all these qualities in one day? 

- Yeah. I misjudged! I admit I was wrong. 

He told his mommy about everything he saw in school, and ended by saying: 

- George’s lies do not bother me anymore. 

- I believe it son. His defect became too small compared to his qualities. I feel bad because I know that one day this will make him suffer. 

A week later, someone knocked on the door during the class. It was a simple man, carrying  a small package. He excused himself and entered the room. 

- Good morning, teacher. I’m George’s father. I was late for work but realized that he had forgotten his lunch, so I brought it. Here it is. 

George blushed in shame and tried to hide himself, but it did not work. He had to get up in order to grab the package. The man thanked the teacher and left. George had no courage to look around, he felt humiliated when realised that everybody was giggling. 

Richard, feeling bad for his colleague, said aloud:

I like your father, George. He was very nice and showed that he cares about you. Although late for work, he came here to bring your food. Congratulations!

Because of Richard’s attitude, the others changed their behavior, agreeing with him.  

Someone asked: 

- What does your father do? 

He is a bricklayer. Works for a big construction company - said George, still embarrassed, but more relaxed. 

- Bricklayer ?!... Does he help to build houses and those huge buildings? - Asked one girl. 

- Oh yes. My father often works on the top of buildings. And he is not afraid! 

- Wow! He must be very brave! 

He  is  so  important!  -  Said  another boy - you

know teacher, the other day I saw on TV that a building has collapsed and many people died, some others lost everything they had. We must trust the people who build them! 

- That's right. Everyone has to take responsibility on what they are doing. Both engineers and the construction workers. 

The conversation was open and pleasant. While others talked, George looked at Richard with gratitude 

George approached Richard at the end of the class. 

Thanks, buddy. You saved me from a difficult situation. But I learned a lesson today. I will never lie again. It’s not worth it. Also, you made me realize something important. 

- What? 

- That I should be proud of my father. 

- That's it! Friends? 

- Friends! 

- Would you like to join us for lunch today? I would like to introduce you to my mother. She will be pleased to meet you. 

- Really? Why? 

- Because now I have a great deal of respect for you. 

Both hugged each other as true friends. 

                                     
                                                                  Aunt Celia


 



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