A kindergarten teacher has decided to let her class play a game. The teacher told each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag containing a few potatoes. Each potato will be given a name of a person that the child hates, so the number of potatoes that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of people he/she hates.
So when the day came, every child brought some potatoes with the name of the people he/she hated.
Some had 2 potatoes; some 3 while some up to 5 potatoes. The teacher then told the children to carry with them the potatoes in the plastic bag wherever they go (even to the toilet) for 1 week.
Days after days passed by, and the children started to complain due to the unpleasant smell let out by the rotten potatoes. Besides, those having 5 potatoes also had to carry heavier bags. After 1 week, the children were relieved because the game had finally ended....
The teacher asked: "How did you feel while carrying the potatoes with you for 1 week?". The children let out their frustrations and started complaining of the trouble that they had to go through having to carry the heavy and smelly potatoes wherever they go.
Then the teacher told them the hidden meaning behind the game. The teacher said: "This is exactly the situation when you carry your hatred for somebody inside your heart. The stench of hatred will contaminate your heart and you will carry it with you wherever you go. If you cannot tolerate the smell of rotten potatoes for just 1 week, can you imagine what is it like to have the stench of hatred in your heart for your lifetime???"
Moral of the story:
Throw away any hatred for anyone from your heart so that you
will not carry sins for a lifetime. Forgiving others is the best attitude
to take! Love others even if you don't like them
True love is not loving a perfect person
but loving an imperfect person perfectly.
So the stench from the heart must have seeped into the lungs and exited as bad breath...no wonder!
ReplyDeleteHi Happy, this is a good story. Anyway, you have such an interesting blog! Haha .. Nice knowing you .. :-)
ReplyDeleteWhen life hands you a bag of potatoes, make potato salad!
ReplyDelete...or would that just be cutting up your hatred and pouring dressing over it?
Joe, LOL!
ReplyDeleteHello Lilmrst, welcome to my blog and thank you for your kind comments. It is nice knowing you too. Won't you stay and play with me awhile? ;)
MM, haha... that's cute.
ReplyDeleteWhen life hands you a bag of potatoes, french fries come to mind and all that hatred would be fried.
ftafiffr = a stammering french fry.
Yes, but lots of people hate the French! (I don't, however...)
ReplyDeleteHatred is defintely a burden
ReplyDeleteIt gets worst when it becomes indifferent
I've learnt to shutdown my memories in turn having short term memories so I do not remember the hate but when it keeps repeating every now and then, even the short term memories does not do good
Bah!!!
Hatred usually comes from fear or envy. What ever its source, if you don't let it go it sure does become a big heavy bag of stinky stuff.
ReplyDeleteMM, oh? lots of people hating the French, I mean.
ReplyDeleteZ, Pandabonium, yeah, hatred is indeed a stinky burden. I'm glad I'm not carrying them potatoes around. Thanks for your thoughts.