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Spiritism for Kids - Célia Xavier Camargo - Portuguese  Spanish
Year 6 - N° 256 - April 15, 2012

  Translation
Johnny Silveira - silveirajohnny@yahoo.com

 

Pickles, the Playful Dog

 

Brennon really wanted to have a pet. However, his parents would not allow it. His mother, seeing his sad expression, explained:

- My son, you can't even care for your things! How will you be able to have a pet? In this case, we would have to take care of it for you! It is not fair. So, we'll give you one as a gift when you turn ten, as long as you learn to take care of your things in the meantime.

The boy agreed, though reluctantly. And from that day on, he began to tidy up his room, put toys away and not leave clothes lying on the ground. Meanwhile, he anxiously awaited  time to pass.

On his tenth birthday, Brennon woke up happy. He could not wait to see his gift!

Placing his feet on the floor, he saw, with surprise, beside the bed, a box lined with fabric and, in it, a beautiful puppy that slept. Seeing it, his eyes shone with excitement! He took it in his lap feeling its smell and the softness of its fur.

His parents, who looked forward to see the boy's reaction, entered the room:

- Congratulations, my boy! This is a great day! ... - his father greeted him with satisfaction.

- So, Brennon? Do you like your gift? - said the mother smiling and hugging him.

And the boy with a big smile, thanked them:

- Thanks, Mom and Dad! He's gorgeous! I loved him! I'll call him Pickles!

From that day on, Brennon lived only for his dog. He gave him food and water, played with him, took him outside, and looked after him with all affection.

Pickles grew up and one could see he was a dog with a playful temperament, happy and very attached to his master.
 

Brennon, however, was not as interested in him anymore, tired of the responsibilities. Noticing the change in the child's attitude, his father warned him:

- Brennon, do not forget. Pickles is yours and therefore, the responsibility of taking care of him is yours! He is not a toy that when you get tired, you can discard. Be careful! Think of what you're doing!

- I know, Dad! Do not worry.


One day his mother noticed that something was wrong with the dog and got concerned:

- Brennon, Pickles looks sad and does not seem well. Are you sure that he is not lacking anything?

- Relax, mom! He is like that because now I have many activities at school and can't be with him all the time.

However, the parents noticed that Pickles was increasingly apathetic, sluggish and had lost weight. No more running around the yard, happy and cheerful.

Some days later, Brennon came home from school and noticed his parents were very serious.
 

- Brennon, Pickles looked very ill this morning and we had to take him to the vet. He is sick.

- Is it serious? - asked the boy, scared.

- Yes, it might be serious. Pickles is very weak. The vet says that he experienced hunger and thirst. As a result, his health is fragile.

At that time, Brennon bowed his head in shame. He

blamed himself for his friend Pickles' predicament.


He tried to apologize:

- Dad! Mom! You know that I now have a lot of homework to do, besides the sports, which take time! Only a few times I forgot to give him food and water!

The mother put her hands on her waist and asked seriously:

- Ah! ... "Only a few times"? You think that's insignificant? By any chance, Brennon, do you forget to have your breakfast when you wake up? Do you forget lunch when you come home from school? To have your afternoon snack or dinner? No! Never! ... And you are always hungry, my son! Doesn't Pickles get hungry or thirsty?

Hearing his mother's words, Brennon lowered his head, took his hands to his face and began to cry:

- I know that I acted badly, but I really like Pickles! I did not want him to get sick because of me! What do I do now? ...

The boy showed such repentance that his mother commiserated with him and reassured him:

- Do not worry, my dear. Your dog will be fine. The vet said that Pickles will stay in recovery for a few days, then will return home.

Brennon wiped his tears, already relieved:

- Thank God, Mom! I would not bear to know that I caused my friend any harm. I will pray a lot, asking Jesus to help him and that he may soon return to our home. And I promise you that when he comes back, I will take care of him with love and responsibility.
 

Mother and son embraced with affection. Three days later, Pickles returned home. He was recovered and, seeing his master, ran to meet him, barking joyously. Brennon embraced him, asking forgiveness for what he had done while the dog licked his face, happy about the reunion.

From that day on, Brennon never again was careless of his dog. He would always give him food and fresh water.

When necessary he would give him a nice bath and comb his soft fur. And every day, in the afternoon, when the sun

was gentle, he would take him for walks. He looked after Pickles with much love.


Brennon felt pleased with himself. He learned something very important: the lesson of responsibility, which would be worthy to him in any situation and for life, guiding his actions in the future.


                                                                  MEIMEI


(Psychographed by Celia X. de Camargo on 26.03.2012.)



 



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