Archive for the ‘parable’ Category

Tale of Wooden Bowl

December 10, 2007

A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together at the table.

But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. “We must do something about father,” said the son. “I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.”

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl!

When the family glanced in Grandfather’s direction, sometime he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp words when he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four-year-old watched it all in silence.

One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with pieces of scrap wood on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, “What are you making?”

Just as sweetly, the boy responded, “Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.” The four-year-old smiled and went back to work…

The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took Grandfather’s hand and gently led him back to the family table. For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.

Mushy Tale 1

October 8, 2007

There was once this guy who is very much in love with his girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to his girl.

Although, at that time he was just a small fry in his company, his future didn’t seem too bright, they were very happy together. Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualize any future for the both of them, so they went their own ways there and then…

Heartbroken, the guy agreed. But when he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself. Finally with all the hard work and the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company.

You never fail until you stop trying! (more…)

Persevering through the seasons

October 5, 2007

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There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to Judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest,in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away. The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall.

When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen.

The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted. The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise. The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful,it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen. The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.

The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree’s life.

A Parable on Sharing

October 3, 2007

A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said, Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.”

The Lord led the holy man to two doors. He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large roundtable.

In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew which smelled delicious and made the holy man’s mouth water.

The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long
handles that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful, but because the
handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.

The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering. The Lord said, “You have seen Hell.”

They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the
large pot of stew which made the holy man’s mouth water. The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.

The holy man said, “I don’t understand.”

It is simple” said the Lord, “it requires but one skill. You see, they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves.”

For Better Relationships

September 11, 2007


TRUST is a very important factor for all relationships. When trust is broken, it is the end of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to suspicion, suspicion generates anger, anger causes enmity and enmity may result in separation.

A telephone operator told me that one day she received a phone call. She answered, “Public Utilities Board.” There was silence. She repeated, “PUB.” There was still no answer. When she was going to cut off the line, she heard a lady’s voice, “Oh, so this is PUB. Sorry, I got the number from my husband’s pocket but I do not know whose number it is.”

Without mutual trust, just imagine what will happen to the couple if the telephone operator answered with just “hello” instead of “PUB”. (more…)

三则感人小故事 — 上海研究所视频2组, 胡小鹏

June 6, 2007

第一个故事 小孩的心
有一位单身女子刚搬了家,她发现隔壁住了一户穷人家,  一个寡妇与两个小孩子。 有天晚上,那一带忽然停了电,那位女子只好自己点起了蜡烛。


女子心想:「他们家竟穷到连蜡烛都没有吗?千万别借他们,免得被他们依赖了! 」

正当她准备关上门时,那穷小孩展开关爱的笑容说:「我就知道你家一定没有!」 说完,竟从怀里拿出两根蜡烛,说:「妈妈和我怕你一个人住又没有蜡烛,所以我带两根来送你。」


第2个故事 纯真的心


众中有一个小女孩, 因个子太小,几乎没有人看得到她,但她也来参加祈雨祷告会。  就在这时侯,牧师注意到小女孩所带来的东西,激动地在台上指著她说:「那位小妹妹很让我感动!」於是大家顺著他手指的方向看了过去。

牧师接著说:「我们今天来祷告祈求上帝降雨,可是整个会堂中,只有她一个人今天带著雨伞!」大家仔细一看,果然,她的座位旁挂了一把红色的小雨伞; 这时大家沉静了一下,紧接而来的,是一阵掌声与泪水交织的美景。

有时我们不得不说:小孩子其实一点都不「小」,他 (她)们其实很「大」!他(她)们的爱心很大!他 (她)们的信心很大!

第3个故事 我们只不方便三小时 

他就这样从嘉义一直站到台北,从头到尾都没向这位女士表示这个位子是他的,下了车之后,心疼老公的我跟他说:「让位是善行,但从 嘉义到台北这么久,大可中途请她把位子还给你,换你坐一下。 」

心念一转,世界可能从此不同,人生中,每一件事情,都有 转向的能力,就看我们怎么想,怎么转。




March 14, 2007

Happy Always

每天搭乘公车上下班,来回通勤时间约莫近二小时? 有时人少,可坐在位置上欣赏窗外的风景; 人多时,也只能慢慢地挤回家,但这时,身边乘客的对话总会不时地传到耳边。

前日往回家的公车上,转程靠站时,乘客顿时多了起来。 一对上班族男女恰巧在我身边,吸引了我的目光,而他们的一段对话,更让人难忘。

可能因为人多,男的不时地将手臂围住女的,并轻声的问:「累不累?」 「待会想吃些什么?」 只见女的不耐烦地回答:「我已经够烦了,吃什么都还不先决定,每次都要问我。」

A Packet of Cookies (Pacote De Biscoitos)

March 6, 2007

A packet of cookiesA young lady was waiting for her flight in the boarding room of a big airport. As she would need to wait many hours, she decided to buy a book to spend her time. She also bought a packet of cookies. She sat down in an armchair, in the VIP room of the airport, to rest and read in peace.

Beside the armchair where the packet of cookies lay, a man sat down in the next seat, opened his magazine and started reading. When she took out the first cookie, the man took one also. She felt irritated but said nothing. She just thought: “What a nerve! If I was in the mood I would punch him for daring!”

For each cookie she took, the man took one too. This was infuriating her but she didn’t want to cause a scene. When only one cookie remained, she thought: “ah… What this abusive man do now?”


The Daffodil Principle

March 3, 2007

“Mother, you must come to see the daffodils before they are over.”

I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead. “I will come next Tuesday”, I promised a little reluctantly on her third call. Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and reluctantly I drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn’s house I was welcomed by the joyful sounds of happy children. I delightedly hugged and greeted my grandchildren.

“Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in these clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see badly enough to drive another inch!”

My daughter smiled calmly and said, “We drive in this all the time, Mother.”

“Well, you won’t get me back on the road until it clears, and then I’m heading for home!” I assured her.

“But first we’re going to see the daffodils. It’s just a few blocks,” Carolyn said.

“I’ll drive. I’m used to this.”

“Carolyn,” I said sternly, “Please turn around.”

“It’s all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this

After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand lettered sign with an arrow that read, ” Daffodil Garden .” We got out of the car, each took a child’s hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path Then, as we turned a corner, I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight.


Philosophy of Teaching and Learning

February 23, 2007

From my school teacher friend — The Teacher movie. Watch a heartwarming fiction story about a school teacher’s relationship with 
one of her pupils – Teddy Stoddard. It is very touching. The movie is at or read the text version at where the origin of this fiction story is provided.

We can be the unique ‘ teachers ‘ to others in life. 🙂

Two Wolves

February 22, 2007

Two wolvesOne evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, “My son, the battle is between two “wolves” inside us all.

One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies,
 false pride, superiority, and ego.

The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence,empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf wins?”

The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

Two Choices

January 10, 2007

Sharing from a friend — a dose of positive stuff to start the new year. Attended a prison counsellor workshop on Choice Theory. The article below was read by a volunteer trainer. The participants and I were touched by the lovely message though many of us have read a few times as it has been circulated via internet in the past few years. It was written by Francie Baltazar-Schwartz.

You have two choices…

Jerry is the manager of a restaurant. He is always in a good mood. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would always reply, “If I were any better, I would be twins!” (more…)