THE DENTS

 

THE DENTS

by

Anthonstjoseph

 

     One can say that the use of language is an art form if one is truly into the crafting of the ‘word’.  The truth of the matter is that any communication in itself no matter what form or fashion it comes in is an art form.  Well one of my favorite tools in the language department of communication is the analogy.  The analogy is one of the most useful tools because it can aid a teacher and a student in seeing into the core of a debate through the other’s eyes.  In speaking to a friend the other day I had to explain that you had to learn to deal with the dents that life is going to send your way.  Because no matter how well you take care of your ‘car’, after many years there is bound to be a dent or two and many more scratches from the close calls and runaway grocery carts. 

     The trick in this game is to learn to keep the engine running properly with the best ‘oil’ used in your oil changes and learn how to smooth over the ‘dents’ and keep the car looking good.  One must always remember though, some folks like cars that look good with no dents, some folks like cars that run well and are reliable, and then some are always searching for both.  Which one are you?

by

Anthonystjoseph

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Charlie

 

CHARLIE

By

Anthonystjoseph

          On this day, a previous lesson was learned, I should say viewed, in its entirety.

     Charlie, a dog, had carried a rock into the house and was playing with it.  The rock landed on a heating vent in the floor and this totally dismayed Charlie.  I was immediately intrigued by the fact that Charlie recognized he was in a quandary.  He was circling the vent and intensely eyeing the rock.  I realized he had lost previous favorite rocks down this vent and was intent on not losing this one.   The task was on. 

     He pawed at the carpet making sure to not in any way touch the vent and send this rock where the others went; down the vent and away from him and his fun.  He circled the vent several more times eyeballing the rock and letting out that moan that all dogs do when they pray to their God.  Then, as casually and as delicately as possible he licked the rock with his tongue and then paused to wait and see the results of the lick.  The lick moved the rock slightly closer to the carpet but didn’t cause it to go down the vent.  Partial success achieved.  He licked and backed away, he paused, he licked and backed away, and he paused again.  He circled the vent again.  He then licked and paused, and then licked and paused.  He circles, he licks.  The rock is suddenly on the carpet and again available for play.  Charlie is overjoyed and has accomplished a victory. 

     The thought had occurred to me in the beginning to get the rock for him ~ me knowing how ~ myself in this case being the higher sentient realized the fun he was having.  The fun he was having of learning something new and the grasp of the all needed sense of accomplishment.  So I, as THEY, let HIM struggle, let HIM live, and let HIM learn.  Had I got the rock for him, his growth would be stunted.  He would be unable, at that point, to get rocks on his own until I was gone and he would be forced to learn at that time, and coincidentally back on course, but behind.  I watched as THEY watch.  I enjoyed as THEY enjoy.  I too was happy as HE achieved HIS prize as THEY are happy when WE achieve OURS.

By

Anthonystjoseph

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