Chapter 1:The beginning
Once upon a time there was a farmer who named ALEX he was a middle age man.he is a very hard working man. He is patience, kind and helpful to others. But his farm never grow anything,his farm was very small. One day other farmers came and started mocking him
" Hey bro your farm has nothing, there is only one red flower.the farmer replied"I appreciate what I have I'm not like other people who never appreciate what they have. The farmers laughed and walked away. The farmer continue his hard working and never give up. But one night he woke up and shocked what he saw his Small farm became the biggest farm. People gathered and asked the farmer " how did you do this. The farmer replied I don't know guys. And the other farmers came and become jealous. But the farmer noticed that the flower is strange he started caring for the flower and little by little his life become to change. But as he continue working his kindness started changing.
People started noticing too they even his closest people asked you have changed bro. The farmer replied I'm tired of this life I want to live a joyful life. But one day his life become upside down his farm become small again he was shocked and tried to care for the flower again. He becomes broke again and the flower disappear
To be continue.
thank you bro . want to see chapter 2
pride always leads to a downfall.
shades of Aesop's fables. a tale with a moralist vibe. In my opinion, all humans are like this. We never are satisfied with anything given over...we always want more. the flower, of course is symbolic. I actually saw a Star Gate episode which your story jogged that memory. (they are nothing alike...not saying that but each touched my heart in some way).
The aliens on Star Gate were empaths. They felt emotional upheaval with made them ill, physically and they could only be made well, when their planet was well. (a sudden, mysterious ailment befell them, one by one) In the end, a meteorite shower had torn the roots of these beautiful flowers that bloomed there. The flowers sang when they were happy. The soil was connected to the people of the planet so when the planet was ill and hurting, they felt it as if it were their own bodies.
the story was poignant, endearing and it taught a valuable lesson...much as your story.