Showing posts with label Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stories. Show all posts

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Caring for others:The Children’s Club helping children to come up in their studies







This is a story of village Majlishbag, which is once known as a illiterate village. But now the young youths of the village has taken a pledge to see that all the children of their village are in school, and not only that but are doing good in the school.

The first generation educated youths of the village has started coaching their younger ones of the village in the morning and evening at the village community hall (Constructed by World Vision).

Instead of enjoying themselves, playing or wasting their time, the youths who are the members of the Majlishbag Mukti Children Club (Mukti means freedom) are helping their kith and kin of their village to study well.
Through this coaching class about 50 children from primary till high school level are getting help from their elder brothers who are also studying in the higher classes. The Majlishbag Mukti Children Club has taken this initiative as a movement where all the 81 children of the village are members. Kanak Murmu, President of the children club says, “We don’t want our children to be struggling in their studies due to poor quality of studies in the school. Our motto is to help them who are poor in studies.

Now due to this initiative, all the children of the village are going to school, studying daily and there are not a single drop out in the village.

Now they have the smile, which is possible due to the frequent support of World Vision, which has enabled them and their families through Income Generation Activities, and timely support.



Tuesday, February 12, 2008

-------------------awareness stories…………………….

To a group of social activists who sought his blessing on a plan they were about to put into action, the Master said: “what you need, I’m afraid, is light, not action.”
Later he explained, “To fight evil with activity is like fighting darkness with one’s hands, so what you need is light, not fight.”

“Aren’t you going to wish us a happy Christmas?”
The master glanced at the calendar, saw it was a Thursday and said, “I’d much rather wish you a happy Thursday.”
This offended the Christians in the monastery till the Master explained, “Millions will enjoy, not Today, but Christmas ---- so their joy is short-lived. But for those who have learnt to enjoy Today, everyday is Christmas.”


“Happiness is a butterfly,” said the Master. “Chase it and it eludes you. Sit down quietly and it alights upon your shoulder.”

“So what do I do to get happiness?”

“Stop pursuing it.”

“But is there nothing I can do?”

“You might try sitting down quietly – if you dare!”

Monday, February 11, 2008

The Cracked pot (India Parable)

A water bearer in India carried two large pots from the ends of a pole that he hoisted across his neck. While one of the pots was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water to the master’s house, the other was cracked and arrived only half full.This went on for a full two years, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his master’s house. The perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, but the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection.After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, the cracked pot spoke to the water bearer. “I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologise to you. This crack in my side causes water to leak out all the time. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don’t get full value from your efforts,” the pot said.The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, “As we return to the master’s house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path.” As they went up the hill, the old cracked pot indeed saw the sun warming the wild flowers on the side of the path.The bearer said to the pot, “Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot’s side? I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side, and every day while we walked back from the stream, you watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master’s table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house.”
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