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Spiritism for Kids - Célia Xavier Camargo - Portuguese  Spanish
Year 10 - N° 470 - June 19, 2016

Translation
Johnny Silveira / silveirajohnny@yahoo.com
 

 

The Stingy Farmer

  

One day, Horace, a very stingy farmer, was riding his horse down a dusty road around his neighbourhood as he watched the scenery and the farms that he passed by.

Discouraged, he was thinking of changing industries. His fed up wife had gone to the city looking for a better life. The farm yielded nothing; all they planted would dry up for lack of water or die because of pests, producing nothing.

The horse went by slowly. Suddenly he stopped, surprised. Around a corner, he saw a different landscape; at the entrance of a farm, there was a beautiful gate painted white, and two rows of beautiful flowering trees that went far in the distance, creating shade and peace.

The farmer felt like surveying the property. He dismounted from his horse and approached the gate, thinking it was closed. He was surprised there was no chain or

padlock. He opened it and went in, already thinking about the excuse he would give the owner.

However, after walking down the row of trees he found a well-built house, which should be the main building of the farm. He clapped his hands. Soon a man appeared with smily face and invited him to come in. Horace apologised:

- Forgive me for invading your property. I'm Horace, a landowner near here and I am marvelled with your farm! I could not resist and walked in.

The owner reached out his hand to greet him and said:

- Nice to meet you, Horace. I'm Manoel. If you want to see it, I have some free time and I will gladly show you around!

The visitor accepted gratefully and off they went. Everywhere Horace could see the man's helping hand. When they reached the plantation, with amazement he saw the grown crop, already beginning to produce, and said:



- What a beauty plantation, Manoel! Certainly you do not lack water. There on my farm we have no water and the plants die while still sprouting!

- I understand. Here too it was like that!... I had to do irrigation because the springs were far from here. To do that, I got an artesian well which helps a lot when it does not rain. Channeling water from the well, the water problem is over. In addition, our headquarter also benefited because now we have plenty of water.

- Ah... But what about the pests? On my farm, there are pests and diseases in the plants and I end up losing the crops. I am discouraged!... Do you also have that problem here?

- Yes! In such cases, you need to apply products that help controlling the pests. It is best to search in the city for someone who understands the problem and could help to exterminate the pests.

- But this requires a lot of money! Also, I would need to hire people! - exclaimed Horace, frightened by the costs that he would have.

Manoel had a good laugh and replied:

- Horace, without spending you do nothing! Often there are natural resources that cost little. The crop needs care that only attention and dedication will help in getting the plants to grow and produce well. The soil, my friend, is a good and devoted companion, but must be treated with care and attention to bear fruits.

- Manoel, I have always worked on the farm and never needed these things that you use!

- But you also never had good production and profit on your land, right?

- Well... It's true that I have had plenty of loss... I could never reap good amounts and the produce is always lean and ugly.

Manoel put his hand on his friends shoulder and pondered:

- Yeah! It is just that to receive, Horace, we must first learn to give of ourselves. Remember this, my friend. The land is generous but needs to be handled with care. If we put love in everything we do, we will be rewarded. Think about it! If you want, I can help you with my experience.

Horace bowed his head thoughtfully, and, taking off his hat, agreed with his friend. Before he left, Manoel murmured softly:

- Forgive me for saying this, Horace, but we have to think of others, even animals. Look! You have spent hours here in my farm but didn’t even remember to give water to your horse who brought you here with so much dedication.

Embarrassed, Horace blushed and replied:

- You're right. I will think about everything you said. Thank you, friend!

And mounting on his horse, he decided to live a different life from that day forward. Not only in relation to the farm, so unkempt, but also about his wife who had gone to the city because she could not stand the kind of life he had given her so far. He decided he would ask for her forgiveness and bring her back with great love.

MEIMEI

(Psychographed by Celia X. de Camargo on 02.05.2016.)



 



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