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Spiritism for
Kids
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Célia Xavier
Camargo -
Portuguese
Spanish |
Year 6 -
N°
273 –
August 12,
2012 |
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Translation
Johnny Silveira
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Trust
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Isabella, a
lively and
naughty girl,
was always doing
something wrong
and getting
scolded by her
parents.
As her father
was at home less
because of work,
he hardly
reprehended her,
but when he did,
he would get
angry and speak
firmly:
- Never do that
again, young
lady!
Fearful,
Isabella
cowered,
promising never
to do anything
wrong again. And
so, she thought
her father did
not love her.
Father's Day was
approaching and
there would be a
big party at
school and all
children were
euphoric.
There would be
an artistic
presentation
with songs and
dances, and even
a play. The
mothers would
make cakes,
sandwiches and
refreshments. At
the end, each
parent would
receive a gift
made by their
own child.
In advance, the
students began
to decorate the
hall with
beautiful
ribbons and
colourful
flowers.
Isabella was
really excited.
She loved her
father very much
and wanted to
show her love
for him at the
party. At home,
three days
before the
event, she said:
- Daddy, the
school dance is
on Sunday. You
are coming,
right?
- Yes, I am.
At that moment,
her father took
his hand to his
head,
remembering
something,
looked at her
mother with a
worried
expression and
said:
- Honey,
tomorrow I'll
have to travel.
Upon hearing the
news, the girl's
eyes widened,
surprised and
disappointed:
- Dad! You mean
you're not going
to the party?
- Of course I
am, dear!
- And what if
you cannot
arrive on time?
Why do you have
to travel
tomorrow? ...
The father
explained that
he had urgent
business to
conduct.
- I cannot skip
this one. But I
promise you I
will be here for
the party.
That night,
Isabella could
not sleep. A
thousand
thoughts went
through her
head: "My father
does not like
me. If he loved
me and cared
about me, he
would not
travel. Does he
not know how
important this
party is to me?
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The next
morning, the
father said
goodbye, hugging
his daughter
with love:
- Isabella, I
promise I'll be
back on Sunday.
Placing his bag
in the car, he
left.
Isabella spent
the day
rehearsing the
play and helping
to prepare the
room. When they
were done, it
was beautiful.
She came back
home tired and
hungry. She had
diner
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and went
to bed. |
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In the early
morning the
phone rang. It
was someone
telling them
that her father
had suffered an
accident. The
mother was shaky
and worried,
trying to get
news of her
husband. Later,
she gently told
her daughter:
- Isabella, your
father had a
small accident
and the car has
broken down, but
it's OK now.
Soon he'll be
here with us.
- My father is
not coming, mom.
He is not
coming. I'm
sure! - said the
girl as she
started to cry,
terrified.
The mother
embraced her
with affection,
reassuring her:
- Of course he
is, my dear.
Trust in God,
who is also a
Father. Let's
pray and I'm
sure the Lord
will answer our
requests.
- I'm not going
to the party,
mom.
- Why not, dear?
It was you who
most helped
prepare the
party! And who
will play your
role?
- I do not know
nor care.
The mother
thought for a
moment and
considered:
- Isabella, you
are
demonstrating
you do not trust
your father nor
God, my
daughter. And
also that you
have no respect
for the work of
the others.
Without you,
your colleagues
may not present
the play!
The girl was
silent,
thoughtful. Her
mother was
right. She
should trust
more in God and
in her father
who had always
done everything
for her, who had
never
disappointed
her. Elevating
her thoughts,
she prayed much,
beseeching God
to protect her
father, that
nothing bad
happened to him
and that he
returned home
safe.
However, the
hours passed and
her father had
not arrived.
At the appointed
hour, with a
heavy heart,
they left for
the party. The
shows began and
the acts were
coming one after
the other. The
last one was the
play.
When the
curtains opened,
Isabella glanced
at the audience,
hoping to see
her father. But
in vain. He had
not arrived.
Focused, at that
moment she only
thought of the
role she was
playing.
In the last
scene, Isabella
would recite a
text addressed
to the parents.
She turned to
face the
audience.
Then, surprised
and relieved,
she saw her
father among the
people. With a
bandage
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on his
head but
smiling. |
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In tears,
Isabella said
loudly:
- Daddy, you are
very important
in our lives. We
love you and
trust you! HAPPY
FATHER'S DAY!
Isabella, with a
gift in hand,
got off the
stage and ran to
her father.
- I thought you
were not coming,
dad.
- Thank God, I'm
here. I would
never let you
down, honey. |
Opening his
arms, they
embraced with
infinite love,
while she
thanked God for
having him back.
Aunt
Celia
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