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Spiritism for Kids - Célia Xavier Camargo - Portuguese  Spanish
Year 3 - N° 109 – May 31, 2009

  Translation
CAROLINA VON SCHARTEN - carolinavonscharten@yahoo.com

 

Jujub, the little lion
 

  

Jujub lived in a big forest and was growing up strong and wise. His mother, Mrs. Lion, looked after him with kindness. She bathed him, combed his fur, cut his nails and fed him. 

She was very caring, and defended him against the dangers from the forest. She never allowed him to stay away from their house. 

Jujub, who was growing up alone, missed having friends to play with. One day Jujub decided to get away from home to find a friend. He decided to get

into the woods, and ended up going far away from his home. He then saw a rabbit:


– Hi, Mr. Rabbit! Would you like to be my friend?

The bunny got scared and screamed. He ran into the bushes and said:

– A lion! 
 

Jujub didn’t understand the bunny’s attitude, but didn’t give up. He then saw a deer eating peacefully. The lion approached him and said:

– Hi! Would you like to be my friend? 

The poor deer disappeared into the woods screaming:

– Please, run away! A lion! A lion!

Jujub felt sad, but didn’t give up. He kept walking and searching for a friend. He then looked up and saw a monkey in a tree.

– Would you like to play with me? – Jujub asked. 

The monkey ran away, jumping from branch to branch. The poor little lion started to cry.

Some animals heard him crying and approached him. They felt sorry for him.

– Why are you crying? – A big frog asked.

– Are you talking to me? – The lion couldn’t believe someone was talking to him.

– Yes, that’s right! What happened?

Jujub then said:


– I left home to search for a friend, but no one likes me...

He the started to cry again.... 

The frog, hearing the lion, looked at the other animals. They all felt embarrassed.

– Don’t you feel ashamed of yourselves? For being afraid of a little cub? — The frog asked them.

The bunny said, shaking:

– Is this all you want? Will you not attack us later on? 

– No! Why would I want to attack you? I want us to be friends, and play with me. I feel so lonely!

The animals then realised Jujub were a delicate and gentile lion. He was incapable of hurting anyone. They then said to him:

– Please forgive us. We misjudged you. We barely know you. We would like to get to know you, be your friends, Jujub. Please count on us.

The lion thanked everyone and looked around worried.

– What now? I don’t know how to go back home!

The animals calmed him down:

– Don’t worry. We will take you home.

Jujub went back home with the other animals. From this day, they all became good friends and played together all the time.  

The animals from the forest understood they should not judge anyone by its appearance, without knowing them first. We are all brothers, sons from the same Father. He created us so we could live happy and peacefully, if we have good will.

                                                                 Aunt Celia


 



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