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Spiritism for Kids - Célia Xavier Camargo - Portuguese  Spanish
Year 8 - N° 408 - April 5, 2015

Translation
Johnny Silveira - silveirajohnny@yahoo.com
 

 

All Animals Are Our Brothers

  

One day, Bob, who lived on a farm, was shopping with his mother at the street market of the nearest town. He saw a stand with some piglets for sale, and got enchanted with one of them, the smallest of the bunch.

- Look, Mom, how cute! Can I have it? - he asked, already holding it in his arms.

The mother looked at it. The animal was very white, clean and looked at her son with wide eyes as if asking, "Take me away! I want to be yours. "
 

The woman looked at the seller, then the child and considered:

- Bob, dear, we already have pigs on our farm!

- But I liked this one, Mom. And he seems to like me too.

In fact, the pig was looking at Bob then placed its little head on his chest, and even closed its little eyes, as if it were going to sleep.

- Please, Mom! Please!...

Convinced, the mother looked at the seller and asked the price of the piglet. The owner said a significant sum which she found too much. Then, the seller said:

- Maybe you will not mind that it has a small defect on the back hoof, which is barely noticeable. I will sell it for half the price.

- OK. We will take him - the mother said looking at her son.

- You see, my friend piglet, we will play together. I'll call you Joey - Bob said, pressing the pig even closer to his heart.

Happily, Bob returned to their farm with his new friend. When they arrived, his mother, out of habit, told him to put the pig with the others in the sty.

- No, Mom! He is so white, so clean, he will get dirty like the others who spend all day in the mud... - said the boy as he started to cry.

- But a pig belongs in a sty, don't you know? - replied the mother.

When his father returned home from working the fields, he found the child crying, clinging to his pig.

- What a beautiful piglet, son! But why are you crying? Did something happen?

- Dad, Mom wants me to put him in the sty with the other pigs. But I do not want Joey to get dirty! He is so beautiful and clean! - explained the boy, sobbing.

The father hugged his son, put him in his lap, and said:

- You're right, Bob. Did you know that pigs do not like filth? They revolve in the mud to clean themselves, but as they only find mud, they get dirty. In fact, they like to be clean!

- Is it true, Dad? That's great! So, may I take him to my room and bathe him?

- Yes, you can, son. He will love it! In fact, it seems that he likes you very much.

All excited, Bob bathed his new friend, then got two bowls: one for food and one for water. He found a ribbon and tied it around his neck.

- Isn't he beautiful? - he asked his parents.

- Very beautiful! - they replied.

But Bob in the following days became thoughtful whenever he went past the sty with Joey in his arms while the other pigs were in the mud, staring at them without understanding. Returning home, he waited for his father to arrive and, at lunch, after the prayer, he asked:

- Dad, if pigs do not like filth, why do you leave them in a pigsty?

The father thought about it for a moment, looked at his wife, and then said:

- Because it's easier, son. They are already used to the pigsty and also because to change it I would have to find another place for them, you

know?  

- So let's do it, Dad! They'll be much happier!

- But it is very expensive, Bob. I would have to build other facilities, with taps, etc. All of this costs money, son.

- What if I did not want a present for my birthday, or Christmas, or Children's Day. Would it be enough to do this?

The father exchanged another look with his wife and said:

- It would help a lot, son. You would already be collaborating enough!

- So, Dad, we will improve their lives. Are they not beings like us? The other day, in the study of the Gospel at home, we read that animals are our lower brothers, but they are in the process of evolution, isn't it? They like cleanliness and are in the dirt, imagine if that happened to us? It would be horrible! Besides, I can no longer eat meat, thinking of them!...

His father nodded, looked at his wife, then to his son and said:

- Bob, you are right. Today, you helped us to understand the lessons of Jesus. If we know that God, our Father, created all beings to evolve, one day this pig will also be like us. We will help him now, treating him as we would like to be treated if we were in his place. Right?

- Right, Dad! Thank you.

- So, as of today we will not eat meat in this house anymore. Thank you, Jesus, for opening our eyes teaching us how to proceed in life.

And that day they had lunch certain that Bob had them helped them to understand better how to conduct themselves with respect for all of God's creation.

MEIMEI

(Psychographed by Celia X. de Camargo on 12/01/2015.)


                                   

 



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