Sunday, September 18, 2005
The Magic Ring
When I was little Grandma used to tell me a story of the princess who had a magical diamond ring. By pressing the diamond the princess could get anything she wanted. She could make it happen whatever she wished.
When I said I wanted a ring like that Grandma said to me that if you are greedy and want too many little things that don't really mean that much to you then you would be wasting the power of the ring and when you want something really important it may be worn out. You must try your hardest to get the things you want and not use the ring because you may need something very important some day. (I found out that by being cute you can get what ever you want from Grandma and dad and you don't really need the ring.) That was at that age.
Even when I grew older I still wished I had that ring. That would have saved me staying up to revise for the exams to get the top grade, to win the competition in school/college- debates, drama, plays, dances, (I wasn't much for sports so there was no point in wishing), to get the undivided attention of the most handsome boy, to get bucketful of friends to have fun with, to have immeasurable love from the family. The ring would have been useful to make life easier but I did get all those things without the ring.
As I became an adult time and time again I wanted things that I couldn't get even though I worked hard. Wishing for things to happen that wasn’t under my control was the only thing I could do without the ring. I could still accept not having the ring because those wishes were for myself and therefore selfish.
Later on in my life I realized that there were many bad things that I would have liked to make better if I had the ring rather than getting the good things that I was missing. There is a big difference in those two wishes. I missed the ring very much when poor dad died an agonising death, when I miscarried the baby, when Sickie got sick, when my friend died nearly two years ago, when people I love are in pain and many other times when my friends or family are having terrible time, when people are cruel to other people and animals, when the nature is so unkind to some parts of the world and so on.
I do know there is no such thing as a magic ring but that doesn’t stop me wishing. Only if the wishes come true!
When I said I wanted a ring like that Grandma said to me that if you are greedy and want too many little things that don't really mean that much to you then you would be wasting the power of the ring and when you want something really important it may be worn out. You must try your hardest to get the things you want and not use the ring because you may need something very important some day. (I found out that by being cute you can get what ever you want from Grandma and dad and you don't really need the ring.) That was at that age.
Even when I grew older I still wished I had that ring. That would have saved me staying up to revise for the exams to get the top grade, to win the competition in school/college- debates, drama, plays, dances, (I wasn't much for sports so there was no point in wishing), to get the undivided attention of the most handsome boy, to get bucketful of friends to have fun with, to have immeasurable love from the family. The ring would have been useful to make life easier but I did get all those things without the ring.
As I became an adult time and time again I wanted things that I couldn't get even though I worked hard. Wishing for things to happen that wasn’t under my control was the only thing I could do without the ring. I could still accept not having the ring because those wishes were for myself and therefore selfish.
Later on in my life I realized that there were many bad things that I would have liked to make better if I had the ring rather than getting the good things that I was missing. There is a big difference in those two wishes. I missed the ring very much when poor dad died an agonising death, when I miscarried the baby, when Sickie got sick, when my friend died nearly two years ago, when people I love are in pain and many other times when my friends or family are having terrible time, when people are cruel to other people and animals, when the nature is so unkind to some parts of the world and so on.
I do know there is no such thing as a magic ring but that doesn’t stop me wishing. Only if the wishes come true!
# posted by butterflyuk : 9/18/2005 08:33:00 pm
