Once Upon A Time...
Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 11:50 am....a bouncing baby boy was born. But this infant was born imperfect, for he was born only a head!
As the years passed he became increasingly depressed as was obsessed with wanting to be normal. As he gazed out his window, perched upon a soft pillow, which was where he spent most of his waking hours, he would enviously watch the other children playing.
One night just before falling asleep, he wished for a body. When he awoke the next morning he felt different, and , lo and behold he had a body to go along with his head! He was very very happy. he looked more like the other children now and was very prod of his body!
His happiness did not last long, however, because as he watched out of his favorite window he saw other children playing catch with a ball. He could not do this because he had no arms. He only had a head and a body! So that night before he went to sleep, he wished very hard. He wished for arms!
And sure enough, when he awoke he now had his arms to go along with his body & head! He was smiling from ear-to-ear! He thought "nothing can stop me now from playing and being just like all the other children!"
No sooner did he think this then he realized that he had no legs to run after the ball if he missed it while playing catch. "Hmmm", he thought to himself..."Do I dare wish for more"? And you guessed it. Later that night was wished, and he wished, and he wished as hard as he was able, for a brand new set of legs!
He awoke and was excited beyond belief! For he now had 2 sturdy and flawless legs. He could not contain his excitement. He jumped up high again and again and again then he started running and he ran as fast as anybody.....and as he ran across the road, he was struck down by a truck and died instantly....
Now what could possibly be the moral of this story..........?
As the years passed he became increasingly depressed as was obsessed with wanting to be normal. As he gazed out his window, perched upon a soft pillow, which was where he spent most of his waking hours, he would enviously watch the other children playing.
One night just before falling asleep, he wished for a body. When he awoke the next morning he felt different, and , lo and behold he had a body to go along with his head! He was very very happy. he looked more like the other children now and was very prod of his body!
His happiness did not last long, however, because as he watched out of his favorite window he saw other children playing catch with a ball. He could not do this because he had no arms. He only had a head and a body! So that night before he went to sleep, he wished very hard. He wished for arms!
And sure enough, when he awoke he now had his arms to go along with his body & head! He was smiling from ear-to-ear! He thought "nothing can stop me now from playing and being just like all the other children!"
No sooner did he think this then he realized that he had no legs to run after the ball if he missed it while playing catch. "Hmmm", he thought to himself..."Do I dare wish for more"? And you guessed it. Later that night was wished, and he wished, and he wished as hard as he was able, for a brand new set of legs!
He awoke and was excited beyond belief! For he now had 2 sturdy and flawless legs. He could not contain his excitement. He jumped up high again and again and again then he started running and he ran as fast as anybody.....and as he ran across the road, he was struck down by a truck and died instantly....
Now what could possibly be the moral of this story..........?
