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Spiritism for Kids - Célia Xavier Camargo - Portuguese  Spanish
Year 6 - N° 277 – September 9, 2012

  Translation
Johnny Silveira - silveirajohnny@yahoo.com

 

The Little Fearful Owl

 

In the middle of the forest, among leafy trees and wild flowers, lived a little owl called CeeCee.

Although she had been born and raised in that environment among friends and kind animals, CeeCee lived tormented by fear. She saw danger everywhere, behind every tree and enemies under every rock.

During the day, she walked around bumping into things, like all of her kind, incapable of seeing properly. But when night fell, CeeCee's suffering was greater.

Afraid to move, she remained on the branch of the tree that served her as shelter, shivering from head to toe, with those big wide eyes that the Lord had given her.

At the slightest noise, she would hide her head between her wings and stay there, trembling and cowering.

One day, Master Owl, who was very intelligent and wise, approached her and invited CeeCee:

- Want to go for a flight?

CeeCee lifted her head, fearful:

- I would love to, Master Owl, but I can't. Oh! How I suffer! - and she burst into tears.

Further widening his eyes, Master Owl

exclaimed:  

- Come on! Why not?

Looking around, CeeCee whispered in fear:

- Does the Master not hear the noise of the approaching monster?

- Monster? But CeeCee, there is no monster!

- Isn't there? Listen to the noise! And what about the fierce wolf stalking me, waiting for an opportunity to grab me?

- Wolf? But there are no wolves in this forest! Have you seen it?

- I do not need to see it to know it exists. I

always hear its howls.

- It is fear that makes you believe in these things, CeeCee

- I knew that Master Owl would not believe me. Ah! And there's even a ghost that peeps at me through the trees with his coruscating eyes!

Shaking his head, Master Owl said calmly and gently:

- CeeCee, I believe you hear everything you say. But your fear makes you misinterpret everything you hear and see.

And making a decision, he ordered her:

- Come with me.

- No! I'm scared! - exclaimed the timid owl.

- Do not be afraid. You will see that everything has a very simple explanation. Well, where to start?

Which side you said the monster was?

- That one!

They flew, with care and attention, in the direction pointed by CeeCee. When they got near the place from where the noise came, Master Owl removed some twigs and found the gentle eyes of Mrs. Doe and her cubs.

- Ah, Master Owl! My puppies do not want to settle tonight. It's already late and they can't sleep - justified Mrs. Doe.

Seeing them, CeeCee breathed relieved.

- Are you calmer now? The "monster" noise was simply the noise of the agitated cubs stepping on the dry leaves on the ground!

- Okay! But what about the wolf? - CeeCee
asked.  

They flew in the direction CeeCee claimed to have heard howls, until they reached a cave. The noise seemed to come from there.

CeeCee hid herself and only Master Owl had the courage to approach it. He entered the cave and soon emerged with a laugh.

- There is no wolf, CeeCee! ... You know what makes the noise? The wind passes through a crack in the cave and whistles, producing the sound, similar to a terrifying howl. Now let us see the ghost.

They flew to where CeeCee said she saw two coruscating eyes that stared at her. And what did it turn out to be? Just the reflection of moonlight on the bulges of a rock.

Embarrassed, CeeCee lowered her head.

- You see? Fear is in our head, CeeCee. We are afraid of everything we cannot see and everything we do not know. Indeed, we must learn to trust God, who never abandons his children - said her friend.

CeeCee agreed with Master Owl, and from that day on, she became a much more quiet and happier owl.

And she never again saw danger where there was nothing!
 

Aunt Celia
 



 



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