Once upon a time, in a not so far away land of green, there was a vibrantly growing meadow. On this meadow two extremely beautiful sunflowers have been growing. It all began when one day two small seeds ended up on this ground. Soon plants started to sprout. Both of them had a dream about growing big and becoming the most beautiful sunflowers.
However, right before the sunflowers could fully spread their leaves and bloom the storm came. The first sunflower got really scared and thought:
“This storm is frightening. I won’t survive this. But what can I do? There’s nothing left for me other than giving up and hiding my head between my leaves”.
And that’s what it did.
The second sunflower got really scared as well but it thought:
“This storm is frightening. The sky is full of bolts but I believe that nothing lasts forever”.
And it kept its head up and longingly stared at the gray sky in anticipation of the first tiny rays of sunshine.
The storm seemed to never end. The lightning bolts were cruelly dancing everywhere and the terrifying thunders could be well heard in the darkness. The second sunflower started to lose hope and wonder if it’ll ever again see those rays of sun that it was so desperately waiting for…
“This storm is frightening. I won’t survive this. But what can I do? There’s nothing left for me other than giving up and hiding my head between my leaves”.
And that’s what it did.
The second sunflower got really scared as well but it thought:
“This storm is frightening. The sky is full of bolts but I believe that nothing lasts forever”.
And it kept its head up and longingly stared at the gray sky in anticipation of the first tiny rays of sunshine.
The storm seemed to never end. The lightning bolts were cruelly dancing everywhere and the terrifying thunders could be well heard in the darkness. The second sunflower started to lose hope and wonder if it’ll ever again see those rays of sun that it was so desperately waiting for…
But eventually the day came when the noise of thunder suddenly stopped. The persistent sunflower at last witnessed the first streaks of lights that emerged through the clouds.
“The end of a storm!” thought a sunflower which withstood all those bad times. And it turned around to share a joy with the first sunflower. Unfortunately its friend curled up so tight that it was simply unable to see the light of a new day. The first sunflower remained dormant.
The second sunflower felt really sad seeing its friend in this state. It thought:
“In the times of great storms one needs to keep looking at a changing sky. Nothing good comes from hiding in fear from a storm. Because then we won’t be able to enjoy the moment when the rays of sun finally find their way through the rainy clouds”.
“The end of a storm!” thought a sunflower which withstood all those bad times. And it turned around to share a joy with the first sunflower. Unfortunately its friend curled up so tight that it was simply unable to see the light of a new day. The first sunflower remained dormant.
The second sunflower felt really sad seeing its friend in this state. It thought:
“In the times of great storms one needs to keep looking at a changing sky. Nothing good comes from hiding in fear from a storm. Because then we won’t be able to enjoy the moment when the rays of sun finally find their way through the rainy clouds”.