There was a couple who visited
England frequently to shop at the beautiful & exquisite stores there. They were
very fond of collecting antiques, especially teacups. One day while shopping around for antiques they
came across this beautiful teacup. They requested the sales lady "May we
see that? We've never seen one quiet so beautiful." As the lady handed it
to them, suddenly the teacup spoke, "You know something" it said,
"I haven't always been a teacup." "There was a time when I was clay.
My master took me and rolled me and patted me over and over and I yelled out,
'Leave me alone,' but he only smiled, 'Not Yet.' "Then I was placed on a spinning
wheel," the teacup said, "and suddenly I was spun around and around and
around. 'Stop it!
I'm getting dizzy!' I
screamed. But the master only nodded and said, 'Not Yet.'
"Then he put me in
the oven. I never felt such heat. I wondered why he wanted to bake me and I yelled and knocked at the door. I
could see him through the opening and I could read his lips, as he shook his
head, 'Not Yet!'
"Finally the door
opened, he put me on the shelf, and I began to cool.
'Now that's better', I
said. He then brushed and painted me all
over.
The fumes were horrible;
I thought I would choke. 'Stop it, Stop it!' I cried. He only nodded, 'Not Yet.'
"Then suddenly he put me back into the oven, not like the first one.
This was twice as hot
and I knew I would suffocate. I begged. I pleaded, I screamed. I cried. All the time I could see him through
the opening nodding his head saying,
'Not yet!'
"Then I knew there
wasn't any hope. I would never make it. I was ready to give up. But to my good luck the door opened and he
took me out and placed me on the shelf.
One hour later he
handed me a mirror and said, 'Look at yourself", and I did.
I said, 'that's not me; that
couldn't be me. It's beautiful. I'm beautiful.'
"'I want you to
remember', he said, 'I know it hurts to be rolled and patted, but if I had left you alone, you'd have dried up. I
know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you
would have crumbled. I knew it was very
hot in the oven, but if I hadn't put you there, you would have cracked.
"I know the fumes
were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn't done that,
you never would have hardened; you would not have had any color in your life. And if I hadn't put you back in
the second oven; you wouldn't survive
for very long because the hardness would not have
held. Now you are a finished product.
You are as beautiful as what I had in mind when I first began you".
MORAL
Dear Friends, whenever
we are passing through the toughest phase of our lives, just remember that it
means God is taking us through the journey to make the best of what He has planned
for each one of us. So Just Hold Yourself and Carry On……
Mrs. Tina Olya
Director
Little Angels High School
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