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In this story, a grape named Sweety supports his grapevine as they face an attack from children. This is Part 4 of 5. The farmhouse was home to a small family who owned and operated the winery. Their three children, two twin girls and a boy, loved playing hide and seek in the maze-like structure of the grapevines. The eldest sister was chasing her brother, who was the youngest of the three, through the alleyways of the vineyard. In order to keep their balance as they sped around the corners, they would grab hold of a grapevine and swing themselves around, almost launching themselves like a slingshot. They laughed with carefree delight, enjoying the acrobatics of their game. Little did they know just how traumatizing this was for the inhabitants of the vines. Sweety held on with every bit of strength he had. His vine was shaking tremendously as the children swung themselves around. Fear gripped every grape on that vine. They all remembered the horrific moments of their brothers and sisters falling to their deaths. Sweety thought that this shaking was more than anything a storm could do. Maybe it would even be enough to tear down the entire vine. Being a natural-born leader and the spiritual guardian of his vine, Sweety knew he had to do something. “Hey!” screamed Sweety. “Stop your foolish game! Can’t you see you’re killing us! Play somewhere else and leave our homeland alone!” The eldest sister hesitated for a moment. She swore she heard something, like a faint voice, but she quickly disregarded it and continued playing. Sweety’s voice was tiny, almost inaudible. The sound of a stick breaking was far louder than his attempt at communicating with the humans. Round and round the kids went. They chased each other, grabbing the weak grapevines and spinning. With each spin, a few grapes fell to their death. All around, Sweety saw innocent grapes suffering their lowest honor.
Sweety the Grape
March 15, 2022
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In this story, an elephant named Eleven does whatever it takes to maintain peace, even using violence. This is Part 4 of 5. As Eleven watched the thieves creep forward, he considered what course of action to take. He could tell the monkeys about the thieves, possibly causing a physical fight to break out. Or he could stop the thieves himself, either scaring them off with his roar or his powerful tusks. Either way, conflict was unavoidable. Peace was Eleven’s his highest value. If anything attempted to disrupt it, he made sure to remove it from his life. He saw himself as a protector of peace. It never occurred to him that he might have been actually afraid of healthy conflict. So, believing there to be no ethical dilemma, Eleven decided to conceal the thieves’ robbery. This way the thieves would get what they want, the monkeys would only realize after the fact, and, most importantly, Eleven could get back to his relaxing day in the sun. Eleven positioned himself in such a way as to block any view of the robbery. The fox and wild chicken snatched the bananas and made their way for the bushes. However, at that exact moment, one of the monkeys, having climbed up a tree and swung itself into the river, was flying through the air and saw the robbery. Splashing into the river, the monkey screamed and shrieked, trying its best to alert the others. But they were too busy slapping each other to notice anything. In an instant, without giving the moment proper reflection, only thinking about his own interests and his self-appointed duty, Eleven forcefully swung his trunk and whacked the shrieking monkey, who flew with great speed into the dense forest and out of sight.
Eleven the Elephant
March 15, 2022
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