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A teacher showed three toys to a student and asked the student to spot the differences. All three toys seemed to be identical in their shape, size and material. After keen observation, however, the student observed holes in the toys. The first toy had holes in the ears, the second had holes in the ear and mouth, while the third had only one hole in one ear.

The student put a needle in the ear hole of the first toy. It came out from the other ear. In the second toy, when the needle was put into the ear, it came out of the mouth. With the third toy, when the needle was put in, it did not come out.

The first toy represents those people around you who give the impression that they are listening to you, all your concerns and that they care for you. But they just pretend to do so. After listening, in the same way the needle came out from the other ear, the things you said to them are gone. So be careful while speaking to this type of people around you because they do not care for you.

The second toy represents those people who listen to all your concerns and give the impression that they care for you. But, as in the toy, the needle comes out from the mouth. These people will use your concerns and the things you say to them against you by telling them to others and breaking confidentiality for their own purpose.

With the third toy, the needle did not come out of it. This represents the kind of people who keep the trust you have in them. They are the ones who you can count on.

Source (adapted)

Image by Pavel Krok under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.5 Generic license.

Wisdom Story — 229


Once upon a time there was a Baby Mouse and Mother Mouse. They lived in a hole in the skirting board in a big, warm house with lots of cheese to eat, where they wanted for nothing. Then, one day, Mother Mouse decided to take Baby Mouse outside of their home. Waiting outside for them was a huge ginger tomcat, licking its lips and waiting to eat them both up.

“Mother, Mother! What should we do?” cried Baby Mouse, clinging to his mother’s tail. Mother Mouse paused, staring up into the beady eyes of the hungry cat. But she wasn’t scared, because she knew exactly how to deal with big, scary cats. She opened her mouth and took in a deep breath.

“Woof! Woof! Bark bark bark!” She shouted, and the cat ran away as fast as he could.

“Wow, Mother! That was amazing!” Baby Mouse said to his mother, smiling happily.

“And that, my child, is why it is always best to have a second language.”


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During John Wesley’s student days, a poor porter, whose job it was to carry people’s luggage, knocked on Wesley’s door one evening and asked to speak with him.

During their conversation, Wesley observed the man’s thin coat. It was a cold night, and Wesley suggested that he had better get another coat.

“This is the only coat I have,” the man replied, “and I thank God for it.”

Wesley asked the man if he had eaten and the man answered, “I have had nothing today but water to drink, but I thank God for that.”

Wesley, growing uneasy in the man’s presence, reminded him that he would have to leave soon or be locked out. “Then what would you thank God for?” Wesley asked.

“I will thank God,” replied the man, “that I have dry stones to lie upon.”

Wesley was deeply moved by the man’s sincerity and he said to him, “You thank God when you have nothing to wear, nothing to eat, and no bed to lie on. What else do you thank God for?”

The simple man replied, “I thank God that he has given me life, a heart to love him, and a desire to serve him.”

After the man had left with a coat from Wesley’s closet, some money for food, and words of appreciation for the witness he had made, Wesley wrote in his journal, “I shall never forget that porter. He convinced me there is something in religion to which I am a stranger.”


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Another little gem from Tony de Mello:

There was nothing pompous about the Master. Wild, hilarious laughter prevailed each time he spoke, to the dismay of those who were solemn about their spirituality, and themselves.

Said one disillusioned visitor, “The man’s a clown!”

“No, no,” said a disciple. “You’ve missed the point: a clown gets you to laugh at him, a Master gets you to laugh at yourself.”