The message of the story of The Young Thief and His Mother is somehow similar to that of The Trees and The Axe. Let us read the story, please.
Often, it is in mingling with people that we learn about life and whatnot. For example, we learn more about running a business through a conversation with business owners and entrepreneurs. In our case, we learn more about parenting and motherhood from our friends who share their successes and struggles in dealing with their children.
This is the same experience college courtside reporter Angelique Manto had when she got up close and personal with her favorite celebrity Pia Wurtzbach. She recently got the chance to spend a day with the beauty queen and Angeline used all the time to get to know more about Pia.
The Man and the Wood
The Trumpeter Taken Prisoner
The trumpeter in the story may be considered innocent. After all, he hasn’t killed anyone. His responsibility is to only blow his horn during the presence of enemies. However, his post is very crucial to the success of his team.
The other group was right. By sounding out the orders, the trumpeter guide and encourage his soldiers in battle. That being the case, he was instrumental to the death of hundreds of soldiers of the other camp.
The Story of the Bee-Keeper
Before we go to bed, I always read to my two boys a bedtime story. It’s a habit I started with my now 17-year old Firstborn. With my two toddlers now, we often read Aesop’s Fables because of its many lessons and at the same time, beautiful drawings.
Aesop’s Fable The Man and the Serpent
For three weeks, I never spoke to my Second Son. We had a mother-son argument that led me to use the rod and him to hate me. I thought it would be forever. Perhaps it was the school recollection that pushed my son to finally approach me. Or that bile reflux and extreme heartburn I experienced that night. Or possibly, it was God healing both our hearts from the hurt.
Let me tell you a story of how it happened.
Our house was surrounded by clutter and dust and all I did was turn a blind eye to them all. Perhaps, the same thing my boys did. Instead of cleaning, I passed the responsibility to my children. I always have my baby and toddler as an excuse. But despite the nagging, they just can do what their little hands can. Many times, I felt demotivated with all the mess. Surely, it did affect my boys, too.
It was his mother’s birthday. He woke up early, brought the trash outside the house, and left. He went home after two hours and went back to bed.
Same thing happened the other week when they didn’t have an internet connection. He would tell his mother he needs to go to the nearest computer shop to finish an assignment. Only for several times his grandmother or brother would fetch him, and he would always be home ill-tempered.
It was the same situation for a month or two now. After school, he would change clothes then set up his laptop and act as if doing his assignment. Only that he was just playing real hard. He would even go to the nearest convenience store to load a P300 game card his mother can’t even understand and remember the name.
I give up!
That was my loud wail. I left husband sitting on the kitchen counter too stunned to even say a word. I closed our bedroom door and cried.
On Giving up
This mother felt too exhausted. With the many household chores, school activities, and writing commitment, l just wanted my alone time. But with an active toddler and a needy infant to feed and take care of, it seems my desire to have my peace can’t possibly happen.
So I just cried. I stayed in the bedroom the whole day.