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Once upon a
time, a crystal
clean drop of
water fall into
the dry land. It
wanted to
humidify the
soil. It didn’t
feel ok in that
spot. The drop
of water decided
to get away from
the soil that
was suffocating
it.
It then got
together with
other drops of
water, walked
until they found
a spring of
water that was
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coming
down
from the
mountains.
They
decided
to join
the
spring
of
water. |
Soon later, the
drop of water
started to feel
bored with the
beautiful
landscape. The
game they were
playing was also
getting boring.
They suddenly
joined with a
small stream.
The drop of
water didn’t
like the fish,
insects and
other animals
that came to it.
They were
drinking from
the stream and
refreshing
themselves.
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They soon found
a river and the
drop of water
got fascinated
by the amount of
drops of water
that were living
there. It then
thought life at
the river would
be much more
fun, but soon it
realised the
problems they
faced were the
same as before.
Therefore, they
now have to put
up with tree
trunks, fish
boats and
people.
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The drop of
water soon
became bored of
this
life and
wanted
something
different. |
One day it saw a
vast amount of
water that
looked endless.
It seemed like
earth was
becoming water.
It was the sea!
The drop of
water joined the
sea, but soon
realised it was
away from its
friends. There
was a funny
taste on the
water: the
salt.
It then felt
lonely. There
were many
strangers around
it in the sea.
Even though the
sea was
gorgeous, full
of distractions
and news, it
felt unassisted.
The drop of
water began to
remember its
past. It missed
the time when it
fell on the
soil. A
beautiful plant
was born with
its help at that
time. It
remembered how
thankful that
plant was for
the help
received.
The drop of
water remembered
it had many
opportunities to
help plants and
insects when it
was part of the
stream. It
remembered the
river, the trees
and frogs that
were playing up
at the margin.
The drop of
water then
realised it was
happy, but
wasn’t aware of
it. The animals
that came to
drink water and
refresh
themselves at it
treated the
water with
kindness. The
birds also sang,
thankful for the
water they were
drinking.
It then grieved.
The drop of
water felt saw
and useless.
If it could go
back, many
things would
have been done
different! It
had so many
opportunities
given by God,
but they were
wasted.
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It then cried...
Cried... The
drop of water
looked at the
sky and prayed
for our
Celestial Father
to give it
another
opportunity.
While it was
playing, it felt
lighter,
lighter,
lighter... It
then realised it
was being sent
to a different
world.
The drop
of water
joined a
soft and
fluffy cloud.
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Some
days
later, a
beautiful
and
enlighten
drop of
water
fell
from the
sky at a
flower. |
Aunt Celia
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