the Owl…

 

Once there was an owl who sat on a limb and was listening to a song bird that was singing a lovely tune. When a wood pecker flew in and landed on this same tree and began banging its beak against the bark of the tree. “Rap, Rap, Rap.”

“Excuse me,” started the little song bird, “But, I am trying to sing here!”

“So,” replied the woodpecker and continued to pound its beak against the tree’s bark, making a loud and annoying sound. “Tap, Tap, Tap.”

The owl thought about this a moment and suggested, “Mr. Woodpecker… perhaps you could play precusion for the little song bird?”

“Nope, I am to busy,” The woodpecker replied.

“Busy doing what? Making noise?” The little song bird huffed.

“Tap, rap, tap, tap, tap,” the woodpecker continued. “I am looking for my dinner.” The woodpecker spat.

“There are bugs all over the forest floor,” the owl stated, “Why must you go about it the hard way?”

“It is what I do,” the woodpecker said. “Rap, rap, rap.” The little song bird got annoyed and flew away, while the owl tucked its head under its wing and ignored the woodpecker. Eventually the woodpecker moved on to another tree and eventually moved on to another part of the forest.

The little song bird returned and began complaining about the ways of the woodpecker, “That hard headed pecker-wood, ruined my whole day!”

“Why is that?” asked the owl. “You are free to go back to singing your lovely song.”

“I’m too upset to sing now. That woodpecker will probably come back and do the same thing again.” The little song bird huffed.

“Do not allow others to change you. You are a song bird, sing. Do not waste your time complaining about what others do. You have to accept them the way they are or you will spend a lot of time being unhappy because they do not see the world the same way as you.” With this the song bird thought about what the owl had said and then began to sing again.

A little while later the little song bird asked the owl,”And what is it you do, Mr. Owl?”

“Learn, by listening to the ways of others,” replied the owl. “Who, who, who am I to judge the ways of others.”

story by Art~ 3/2012

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have a wise day

14 thoughts on “the Owl…

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  2. Who, who, who better to learn wisdom from than you, you, you, Art? The owl is indeed wise through listening, which I must do much more carefully all of this Holy Week!

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