One beautiful
spring day a red rose blossomed in a forest. Many kinds of trees and plants
grew there. As the rose looked around, a pine tree nearby said, "What a
beautiful flower. I wish I was that lovely." Another tree said, "Dear
pine, do not be sad, we can not have everything."
The rose
turned its head and remarked, "It seems that I am the most beautiful plant
in this forest." A sunflower raised its yellow head and asked, "Why
do you say that? In this forest there are many beautiful plants. You are just
one of them."
The red rose replied, "I see everyone looking at me and
admiring me." Then the rose looked at a cactus and said, "Look at
that ugly plant full of thorns!" The pine tree said, "Red rose, what
kind of talk is this? Who can say what beauty is? You have thorns too."
The proud red
rose looked angrily at the pine and said, "I thought you had good taste!
You do not know what beauty is at all. You can not compare my thorns to that of
the cactus."
"What a
proud flower", thought the trees.
The rose
tried to move its roots away from the cactus, but it could not move. As the
days passed, the red rose would look at the cactus and say insulting things,
like: This plant is useless? How sorry I am to be his neighbor."
The cactus
never got upset and he even tried to advise the rose, saying, "God did not
create any form of life without a purpose."
Spring
passed, and the weather became very warm. Life became difficult in the forest,
as the plants and animals needed water and no rain fell. The red rose began to
wilt.
One day the rose saw sparrows stick their beaks into the cactus and then
fly away, refreshed. This was puzzling, and the red rose asked the pine tree
what the birds were doing. The pine tree explained that the birds got water
from the cactus. "Does it not hurt when they make holes?" asked the
rose.
"Yes,
but the cactus does not like to see any birds suffer," replied the pine.
The rose
opened its eyes in wonder and said, "The cactus has water?"
"Yes you
can also drink from it. The sparrow can bring water to you if you ask the
cactus for help."
The red rose
felt too ashamed of its past words and behavior to ask for water from the
cactus, but then it finally did ask the cactus for help. The cactus kindly agreed
and the birds filled their beaks with water and watered the rose's roots.
Thus
the rose learned a lesson and never judged anyone by their appearance again.
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