Thursday, January 31, 2008

brother, can you spare a dime?

the other day a friend sent along the following mouse tale- when you announce that your totem is a mouse and you have a history of having a weakness for all things rodent, folks are very kind in passing along stories in which mice (or rodents) play pivotal parts. (thank you matthew for this story!) the moral of this story is mighty good medicine......

The Mouse Trap (author unknown)
A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package.

What food might this contain? 'The mouse wondered - - - he was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap. Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning: There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'

The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, 'Mr.Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it.'

The mouse turned to the pig and told him, 'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'

The pig sympathized, but said, I am so very sorry, Mr.Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers.'

The mouse turned to the cow and said 'There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!'

The cow said, 'Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose.'

So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap. . .alone.

That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey.

The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught.

The snake bit the farmer's wife.

The farmer rushed her to the hospital, and she returned home with a fever.

Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient.

But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock.

To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.

The farmer's wife did not get well; she died.

So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.

The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.

So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember ---- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life.

We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.

picture: paris 2004

7 comments:

Salty Miss Jill said...

Oh, I do like this story. Great one to tell kids...and adults alike, for that matter.

Reya Mellicker said...

There's a great Ghandi quote to that effect - that what happens to others also affects us. what a sweet story!

Jake's fleece jacket is from fidofleece.com. Excellent stuff - and it's great for him since it covers his hairless belly.

Ekim said...

That is a great tale and like all great tales is full of truth.

msb said...

such a great way to think. Those cats must be very cold to be all snuggled in that way. That could be me in a heartbeat.

Maurice said...

Words of wisdom indeed.

kimy said...

;)

reya - thanks for the site! I'm going to see if I can order a jacket for dixie - still plenty of cold weather left.

msb - hugs. when I encounter such sights and folks, my heart breaks a little and my thought is most often 'there but for the grace of god go I'...we just never know. reinforces why the moral of this little mouse tale is so important.

WAT said...

Look at that powerful picture! OMG!

I can read French: "Please, so that I can eat, thank you."

WOW. That's a bit heartbreaking.