Friday, September 14, 2012

Difference Between Rich and Poor

(by “Autumn Rose” Ernesto Cortazar)

This article, accompanied with colourfully depicting scenes, came recently to me
from one of my long supportive and inspirational readers. I was so impressed
(since I too was raised on farms until 18 years of age when I left for post-
secondary education) that I yearn to share this with you. 
The message sheds “a new perspective”!

Scene Opener:  View of a farm setting with green barn and grey silos, shed
and red-roofed home of white siding; of background woods and forefront trees;
of gently rolling land; of low crop field and green pasture grass.

One day, a very wealthy man made arrangements for his son 
to spend time on a farm. His express purpose was to show the boy
 how poor people must live.

Autumn scene of rolling hillside, ablaze in reds and golds;
of billowy white clouds against an azure sky.

On his return, the father asked his son, “How was the trip?”
“It was great, Dad.”
“Did you see how poor people live?”
“Oh, yeah,” said the son.
“So tell me...what did you learn?”

A pastoral scene of red barn and mature trees
beautifully reflected in a serene blue pond.

A close-up picture of a grey-siding barn and trees;
and four playful dogs in the foreground.

The son answered, “I saw that we have one dog.  They had four.   
They had a pool that reache to the middle of our garden and they have a creek 
that has no end.

A blue-water-creek that wanders through brush and trees.

We have imported lanterns in our gardens....and they have the stars at night.

Scene:  Silhouetted trees against a night sky studded with stars.

Our patio across the back of house, reaches to the front yard;  they have the whole horizon.

A grassy green field dotted with trees
stretching to the low-rise grey hills far away.

We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.

A healthy and tall, lush cornfield...soft white clouds drifting in a pale blue sky.

We have servants who serve us ...(an elaborate staircase-foyer with apron-clad female
                                                       servants and several men, black-suited and tied)

...but they serve others.     A  farmer astride his stool, hand-milking a cow; a red
                                         tractor working in a field; hands planting a small sapling                                          tree in rich brown soil...

                                          plus a scene of many cattle grazing on a rolling hillside.

We buy our food, but they grow theirs.

Hampers and baskets of tomatoes and sweet green peppers;
of red potatoes and green beans; of lettuce and hot chili-peppers;
of carrots, radishes, corn and apples;
plus planted rows of produce later to be  harvested.

We have walls around our property to protect us.”

Scene:  A  ripening field of grain with family and neighbours
chatting together (who  protect each other).

The boy's father was speechless!
Then his son added, “Thanks Dad, for showing me how poor we are.”

A glorious night time view of the farm
with buildings, silos and trees ~  their shapes
highlighted afore the orange sunset

Isn't Perspective a Wonderful Thing?
Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks
for everything we have...instead of worrying about
what we don't have.

Scene:  A golden sunset blazened across farmland
and of buildings, trees and a lone hydro pole.


Scene:  A young girl with brunette hair, dressed in aqua
holding up her front skirt hem
with a grey-striped kitten nestled warmly inside.

Final Scene:  A midnight sky viewed through trees
with a full silvery moon resting on a hazy cloud.

Life is too Short
Friends are Too Few.

Merle Baird-Kerr...written April 3,2012
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