A daily short story that will encourage, enlighten and inspire the reader. The story is condensed to make it a quick easy read. Thus the title "A Story In A Nutshell".
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Friday, March 23, 2012
The Legend of Mali Sadio
During the time when time was young, in the village of Bafoulabe two rivers flowed together, one blue one white. The river was a dangerous one, and the women were afraid to go to the river to wash and draw water because of crocodiles and other violent animals. One day as a pregnant woman came to the river to draw water, a hippopotamus appeared in the water near her. The hippo was unique. It was two toned, its body was gray, but its feet were white. It had a white streak on its face and its eyes were as golden as the sun. She was frighten by the Hippo, but the Hippo spoke to her calming her. He offered her and the village protection. The village was grateful for Mali, the bamanakan word for hippo. The woman gave birth to a girl and called her Sadio which means pure. As the girl grew she became very close to Mali. Sadio would spend hours at the river swimming with and jumping off of Mali. Over many years their friendship became love. One young hunter had fallen in love with the girl, but everyone knew her heart belonged to Mali. His anger grew deeper as he saw them together. So he plotted to kill Mali. Now without Mali to protect the villagers, the river once again became very dangerous. Sadio never married. To this day a statue stands in Bafoulabe in honor of Mali Sadio. Moral: The selfish actions of a single person bring pain and hardship on many others.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
The Birds and the Arrow
A hunter traveled many miles to a gathering where hundreds of birds held an annual meeting. The hunter requested that the birds give him one bird so he could make arrows. After much deliberation the birds agreed to give the hunter a wild turkey. The hunter killed the turkey and used its feathers to make the fletching for his arrows. As soon as his quiver was full, the hunter began shooting and killing all of the fine birds in the field. The great Eagle flying above the the hunter's arrows remarked to another escaping bird. "Our first mistake was the most tragic for us all. We should have never given up the rights of our brother Turkey. Because of our foolishness, we all perish." Moral: sacrificing the rights of others, may endanger your own.
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