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This is a story that has circulated (and I have heard many times) before. Let us remember its lesson. Pass it on. 
The Warm Fuzzies Story!  | 
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A long time ago there
  was a wonderful place called the Land of the Fuzzies where people were almost
  magically happy. To know how happy they were you have to understand something
  about those days. 
You see all kids and
  grown ups had small, soft, fuzzy bags that they carried around with them all
  the time. They could reach into these bags any time and pull out a warm fuzzy
  to make themselves or others feel good all over. 
People who didn't get
  fuzzies, and didn't give any to themselves or others, usually shriveled up
  and were mean and nasty all their lives. But people didn't have to live
  without fuzzies in those days, it was easy to get them. 
If you lived in the
  Land of the Fuzzies, people might walk up to you and say, "Please give
  us some warm fuzzies!" You would then gladly reach into your fuzzy bag
  and put some of your fuzzies into your friends' hands. The fuzzies would
  snuggle up to your friends and make them feel wonderful all over. 
In this land, people
  felt free to ask each other for warm fuzzies, and they willingly shared their
  fuzzies. There were plenty to go around, it seemed. 
But then trouble began!
  Bratinella, who was  in charge of
  giving out all the mean and lonely feelings in the world, got very angry when
  she flew over the Land of the Fuzzies and saw how happy the kids and the
  grownups were. "Well, shiver my lizards," she growled. "This
  will never do. How can I make sure the world is miserable when people are
  giving each other warm fuzzies?" 
Since Bratinella was as
  clever as she was nasty, she quickly came up with a plan for ruining
  those good feelings in the Land of the Fuzzies. She got into her
  princess disguise, rode a magic carpet, and flew to the front yard of the
  first cottage she saw in the Land of the Fuzzies. 
Ralfellow, the man who
  lived in the cottage, thought Bratinella was a royal visitor and rushed out
  to greet her. Of course, the first thing she did was offer Bratinella a warm
  fuzzy. Since mean people and warm fuzzies don't mix, Bratinella said to Ralfellow
  that she couldn't possibly take her warm fuzzy. 
"In fact,"
  Bratinella said slyly to Ralfellow, "I wouldn't dream of taking away
  your fuzzy when there are so few of them left! Haven't you heard about the
  terrible shortage of fuzzies?" 
"Leaping
  lollipops!" said Ralfellow. Maybe I shouldn't be giving my fuzzies away
  so freely!" 
"That's exactly
  what I came to warm you about," said Bratinella. "And now I hope
  you'll hang on to your fuzzies." 
Can you figure out
  what Bratinella's plan was? Do you think it was going to work? 
Well, Ralfellow
  stopped giving away warm fuzzies when her friends asked him for one. People
  noticed his selfish behavior and stopped giving theirs away, too, for fear
  they might run out. Pretty soon, there were no warm fuzzies circulating
  around, and people started locking them up so they wouldn't be stolen. 
Now people began to
  get uncomfortable feelings that they had never had before. They didn't know
  what to do with those feelings. When they got lonely, they stopped going to
  friends to get cheered up. When they got mad, they pouted and stayed mad
  instead of trying to talk it out. When they got sad, they even sometimes took
  a pill, thinking it would solve their problems. 
Do you think that
  their taking pills could solve their problems? 
People stopped being
  generous with each other. And to try and get happy again, they started
  wanting to own all kinds of things, like lots of clothes or huge cars, or
  they watched a lot of television. They stopped talking to each other. 
When people did talk
  to each other, they gave each other such uncomfortable feelings that it felt
  like the opposite of a warm fuzzy. And the opposite of a warm fuzzy was a
  cold prickly! Have you ever gotten a cold prickly? Something that someone said to you or did to you that left you feeling really put down? 
Since the warm fuzzies
  weren't being shared what do you think the Land of the Fuzzies should be
  renamed? Do you think Bratinella's plan worked? 
One day, a family
  moved into this sad land and they were very kind. They just happened to bring
  some warm fuzzies with them and were quite willing to share them with
  everyone. Pretty soon the good feelings that they created began to spread,
  and more people began sharing their warm fuzzies again. Like a flower
  beginning to bloom, the people began to renew their ability to make each
  other happy. 
And that's the story
  of the Warm Fuzzies!  | 
Friday, October 7, 2011
Story...not my own but one to remember
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2 comments:
Cute story, Naila! Missed you this week on Top 10. I hope all is well with you and yours!
love Star Trec! Would have never thought of that!
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