Saturday, March 29, 2008

The Ostrich and the Wolf

There was a flock of Ostrich, tall and proud. Though always near to eachother each one stood on his own.
When a Lion attacked an Ostrich he must run & kick, win or lose on his own. The rest of the flock would run away and hide as fast as they could.
If one Ostrich were to attack another, the rest of the flock would quickly stick their heads down into the ground until the sound of trouble had passed. After all, it isn’t their problem!
No one spoke of the attack or of any resulting injuries. No one expected to be defended in word or deed. All Ostrich are equal and there is no need to worry, as long as one can go about their day without being the one attacked, all is well.
Yet, somehow, with all of the absence of conflict the flock was shrinking rapidly.

Across the plain was a family of wolves. They were known for their loud howling, growling, playing and fighting. All that they did was done as a team. When one got hurt by another he howled. When one got angry he growled. No one wanted to mess with a wolf because they knew there was no such thing as just one wolf. If a lion were to attack a wolf, the wolf had only to call and the pack would be there. Every wolf will give his life for a member of the pack.
No matter how loud or rough they got, they were secure, knowing that there were no secrets or surprises in the pack. Because of this, the pack grew strong.
One day a wolf entered into the flock of Ostrich. After a long night of hunting, he decided to rest under the shade of a tree. The wolf thought it interesting to see how the Ostrich went about their business in such scattered fashion. He watched, and listened.
“ That wolf is lazy” said one Ostrich to another. “Look how he lays around in the middle of the day”.
“The wolf is messy, said another. “Look how his hair goes everywhere”.
The wolf heard and was confused, wondering what he could have done to provoke them.
“Why do you speak so harshly of me?” he barked loudly.
The Ostrich were startled. “The wolf is loud” said one to another.
The wolf stood up. The oldest Ostrich kicked the wolf.
The wolf growled ferociously in surprise and anger! He started toward the Ostrich.
“ That wolf is mean!” shouted the Ostrich and ran away. The other Ostrich stuck their heads into the ground. Their world was peaceful again, though dark and small.
“What a trouble maker “ whispered the Ostrich flock.

The wolf went away, shaking his head in wonder.

He went to his PACK.

He went to his family.

I was born an Ostrich. I am learning to be a wolf.

Tammy Salehi


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