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Spiritism for Kids - Célia Xavier Camargo - Portuguese  Spanish
Year 4 - N° 172 – August 22, 2010

  Translation
Carolina von Scharten - carolinavonscharten@yahoo.com

 

The piece of wood

  

Once upon a time, a man was walking through a road searching for work. He then found a noble and beautiful piece of wood. He looked around and couldn’t see anyone. Perhaps it fell from a wooden truck, which was quite common around that area. 

He then realised the divine help he was receiving it and thanked God for the opportunity to work. He took it home with him.

— This is such a good piece of wood! What can I do with it? 

He then though for a long time... but couldn’t come to a conclusion. He suddenly said: 

— I know what I can do! I will create a wooden horse for my son. If my neighbors like it, I can take orders!

He then started to work. He was in such a rush he didn’t calculate precisely the size of the toy. He then realised he wasn’t going to be able to complete the wooden horse toy as there was not enough wood. 

He didn’t want to feel down. He decided to make the

most of the material he had in his hands and create something else. He though for a long time again... and decided: 
   

— I will make a doll! I will start by getting the legs ready so there is enough wood left for the rest. 

He felt so excited and began to work. He then realised, at the end of it, there was not enough wood to build up the head of the doll. A doll, without a head, was useless. 

The piece of wood was now reduced to the pieces he cut. He felt quite sad but didn’t give uo. He examined the

pieces of wood left and decided to create a small safe box. He began to work, once again. He then realised there was not enough material for the cover of the safe box.  

He tried different things until he ruined the beautiful wood. He now had small pieces of wood left in his hands that could only be burned. The imprudent man remembered the blessed opportunity God gave him, to work in such a valuable piece of wood. 

He complained about the mistakes he made. He recognised that it was his responsibility for the useless attempts he made as he didn’t have a firm objective, planning and caring. He didn’t have work and needed to help maintain his family!   

He then sat down at his living room and asked God to forgive him. He begged God for a new opportunity. He cried and prayed a lot, asking the Father not to leave him alone. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the table that was located in front of him. He looked at the small pieces of precious wood he damaged and had a great idea! 

He took the old tale and started to work on it. He cleaned it and rub it with sandpaper. He then took several pieces of different types of wood, with different colours. He carefully studied where to place each piece at the table. After a few days, he completed his task. He placed them carefully and glued them into the table. The table now looked completely new! 

The news spread around the small town. The people came to see the precious work he created and order requests to him came from everywhere.

—  How did you have this idea?  — someone asked.

— It came from God! I just made the most of the pieces and created a mosaic. I glued the pieces together and fit them carefully. I also rub it with sandpaper and varnished it. 

The beautiful table was now decorating his house. Everytime he looked at it, he thanked God for the new opportunity he received to do something good and useful.

           
                                                                  Aunt Celia


 



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