Red
Flower
Helen Buckley
Once
upon a time there was a little boy who studied at a
big school.
One morning the teacher said " Today we´re
going to draw."
"Good" thought the little boy.
He liked to draw lions, tigers, chickens, trains and
boats.
He got his color-pencils and started drawing.
" Wait ! Don´t start yet". said the
teacher.
She waited until all the students were ready and then
said...
" We´re going to draw flowers."
The little boy started drawing beautiful flowers with
his pink ,
orange and blue pensils.
" Wait " said the teacher. I´ll show
you how to do it."
And the flower she drew was red with a green stem.
" Ok" said the teacher " now you can
do it".
The little boy looked at the flower the teacher had
drawn , looked at his own
flowers and liked his best. He couldn´t say that
so he turned
the sheet of paper over and drew a flower just like
the one
the teacher had drawn - red with a green stem .
Another day the students were having class outside and
the teacher said...
"Today we are going to play with clay."
" Great " the boy thought.
He liked to play with clay.
He could make things like elephants , mice, cars and
trucks.
He started to take some clay in his hands and make a
big ball.
The teacher said..." Wait! Don´t start yet."
She waited until all the students were ready.
"Now" she said "we’re going to make a
plate."
"Good" thought the little boy.
He liked to make plates of different sizes and shapes.
The teacher said ... "Wait , I’ll show you how
to do it."
It was a soup-plate.
"Ok" she said "now you can start."
The little boy looked at the plate the teacher had made,
looked at his own
plate and liked his best. He couldn’t say it so he got
his plate, made it
into a big ball and started it again.
He made a soup-plate just like the one the teacher had
made.
And since early in his life he learned not to do things
by himself but to wait
for a model.
And then the little boy went to another school.
This one was even bigger than the other one.
One day the new teacher said ... "Today we’re going
to draw."
"Good" thought the little boy.
He waited to see what the teacher would draw.
The teacher didn’t draw anything.
She only walked around the room.
Then the teacher approached the little boy and asked
"Don’t you like to draw?"
"Yes" he said "but what are we going
to draw?"
"I don’t know" said the teacher "draw
whatever you want."
"How can I do it?" he asked.
"Any way you want." said the teacher.
"But what colors should I use?" he asked.
"You choose. If everybody makes the same drawing
with the same colors how
can I know which drawing is yours?" she said.
"I don’t know" answered the boy.
And he draw a red flower with a green stem.
Many times we want our children, friends, relatives,
people we love, to do
things the way we believe is the correct one.
Are we right?
Other times we sit and wait until someone tells us what
to do.
Is that right?

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