Love and hatered

Posted by Kumar Chetan on July 28, 2005

A kindergarten teacher asked each child in the class to bring along a
plastic bag containing a few potatoes. Each potato will be given a name of
a person that the child hates, so the number of potatoes that a child will
put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of people he/she
hates. So on Monday, every child brought some potatoes with the name of
thepeople he/she hated. Some had two potatoes, some had three potatoes,
while some up to five potatoes.The teacher then told the children to carry
with them the potatoes in the plastic bag wherever they go (even to the
toilet) for the whole week.

As days passed by, and the children started to complain due to the
unpleasant smell let out by the rotten potatoes. Besides, those potatoes
they also had to carry bags. On Friday, the children were relieved. The
teacher asked: “How did you feel while carrying the potatoes with you for
the whole week?” The children let out their frustrations and started
complaining of the trouble that they had to go through having to carry the
heavy and smelly potatoes wherever they go. Then the teacher explained:
“This is exactly what happens when you carry your hatred for somebody
inside your heart. The stench of hatred will contaminate your heart and
you will carry it with you wherever you go. If we cannot tolerate the
smell of rotten potatoes for just one week, can you imagine what is it
like to have the stench of hatred in our heart for our lifetime? Forgiving
others is the best attitude to take. Try to love others even if you don’t
like them.”
Many a times, we think that yes, I have already read
this before, but the question to ask ourselves is: is it worth putting in
practice ?when am I going to start ?

We meet to create memories and part to preserve them…

Trackbacks

Use this link to trackback from your own site.

Comments

Leave a response

Comments


Fine Print: In very short I own my views & if you don't like something on my blog, I am sorry, I can't help you. In fact I am not even sorry. Ch33r5.