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Spiritism for
Kids
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Célia Xavier
Camargo -
Portuguese
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Year 6 -
N°
283 –
October 21,
2012 |
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Translation
Johnny Silveira
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The Goldfish
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Eric was tired
of staying
indoors. He was
only six years
old but he
wanted to go out
and play ball
with his
friends, however
he was stuck at
home.
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It was Saturday
and he did not
have class. As
his mother was
busy in the
kitchen, the boy
stood beside
her.
Occasionally, he
whimpered:
- Mommy, can I
play in the
backyard?
- No, dear. It's
cold outside and
you got a sore
throat,
remember? -
replied the
mother firmly.
- I just want to
play a little,
mom! I promise
I'll be
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- It looks like
rain and you
have to take
care of
yourself. You
don't want to
catch a cold and
not go to school
on Monday, do
you?
Eric paused,
tired of
insisting.
Sitting in the
living room, he
looked at the
aquarium where a
beautiful
goldfish swam
serenely.
He moved closer,
watching the
goldfish,
delighted with
its movements
and saw it pick
up some bait
food and eat it.
However, Eric
noticed that the
goldfish was not
happy. It swam
from one side to
the other, but
did not look
happy. Then he
asked:
- You are also
tired of always
being in there,
in the same
place, aren't
you?
The beautiful
goldfish stopped
and fixed its
round
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eyes on
the boy
as he
spoke,
while
air
bubbles
came out
of its
mouth.
Eric,
feeling
sad,
kept
talking
with it: |
- Yeah,
goldfish, I'm
also tired of
being here at
home. I want to
walk around and
play ball with
my friends, but
my mom will not
let me go out
with fear I get
sick. Ah! But I
so wanted to go
out a little
bit!...
The fish tilted
its little head
as if it had
understood. Then
again let out
some bubbles
from its mouth,
and Eric got
happy. To him,
the goldfish was
responding.
- Ah! You got
it! Surely you
would also like
to go back to
the little
stream where you
came from,
right?
Right then Eric
had an idea. He
and the goldfish
could not leave
the house, but
he could at
least walk and
if he wanted he
could help the
goldfish go back
for its family!
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So Eric did not
think twice. He
dipped a cup in
the water and
took the
goldfish from
its bowl. Then
he opened the
front door
quietly and
left. He knew
his mother would
be angry, but he
needed to help
the goldfish.
On the street
the wind was
strong and cold.
Holding, full of
care, the glass
with the
goldfish, Eric
walked around
trying to find
the creek his
father once
showed him.
But it was far
and Eric did not
know how to get
there. Besides,
he was tired
already. The
goldfish was
moving quite a
bit and water
was spilling
from the glass
so the boy said:
- Be patient,
goldfish. Soon
we will get
where your
family is and
you will be free
and will be very
happy.
And boy tried to
walk faster.
Suddenly, he
realized he was
back near his
home. Without
noticing, he had
walked in a
circle.
Right then, he
saw his mother
coming to meet
him, very upset:
- Where have you
gone, son? ...
I've been
looking for you
for a long time!
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Exhausted but
relieved to see
his mother, the
boy explained:
- I wanted to
take the
goldfish to be
with his family,
but I could not
get to the
creek. See how
happy he is,
Mom! He is
jumping for joy!
When he looked
at the goldfish,
however, Eric
noticed that it
was motionless
at the bottom of
the cup.
- What happened,
Mom? It was so
happy! ...
Taking the child
into the house,
the mother
embraced him
fondly,
explaining:
- Eric, your
goldfish did not
resist the walk.
It needs water
to live, dear.
And you, along
the way, spilled
the water that
was in the cup!
- Mom, you mean
it is dead?
- Only its
little body,
honey.
It certainly
continues to
live in
another reality.
But now we need
to bury it.
Eric cried over
losing his
friend but his
mother reassured
stating:
- It will come
back to you. We
will find it at
another store,
just as it
happened when it
came to live
with us.
However, the boy
blamed himself
for having
disobeyed his
mother:
- If I had not
taken it outside
the house,
nothing would
have happened.
It'd still be
playing in our
aquarium. I
disobeyed you,
Mom, and because
of that it died.
- It is true,
sweetheart.
However, now we
can do nothing
except give it
to God, our
Father, giving
thanks for the
time it was with
us. And also
trying not to
repeat our
mistake.
Wiping his tears,
the boy thought
a moment and
replied:
- You're right,
Mom. Aaaachoo!
... From now on,
I will be more
careful with
everything I do.
I know I was
wrong, because
you said I
should not go
outside and I
disobeyed you.
Besides
worsening my
sore throat, I
still caused the
death of my
goldfish. But I
will not do it
anymore. I'm
sorry. I learned
that when Mommy
says something,
we must follow
it because she
knows what she
is doing.
Aaaachoo! - he
sneezed again.
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His mother
embraced him
fondly, nodding.
Then she put her
hand on his
forehead and
noticing that he
was feverish,
she said:
- Now, Eric,
straight to bed
before that cold
gets worse! I'll
make you some
really good tea.
Then we will say
a prayer to
thank Jesus for
you having come
back
home.
Both,
prayer
and tea,
with
God's
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help,
will
help you
get well
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MEIMEI
(Psychographed
by Celia X. de
Camargo on
01/10/2012.).
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