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Story: Responsability

English Translation:

The prince lay on the floor, crying so deeply that he couldn’t even speak clearly to his father, who stood in front of him like an immovable mountain, awaiting answers from his son. The king, a robust man with a deep voice that could make even the bravest tremble, had an expression of flat affection that intimidated everyone in his reign, including his son. «Do you think I will stand here all day waiting for your answer? I am the busiest man in this entire kingdom. If you do not fulfill your responsibilities immediately, I will order your removal. But you must also understand that you will leave the palace, never have a penny again, live like any other citizen, and never see your mother and me again. Even though you are my son, I have a supreme duty above you, and that is to the people. You know I have no other heir; duties are duties.» Upon hearing this, the prince fell silent, wiped his tears slowly, stood up slowly, leaning on a piece of furniture. The young man, slim and fragile, with swollen and red eyes from crying, sighed and breathed, seeking his balance, and said, «Father, you are absolutely right. Duty is duty, and my only duty is to myself. From now on, I will be responsible for the only existence given to me. I will seek what I desire and long for. Dad, please respect my decision and free me from the yoke I do not desire and feel is not for me!» With a pleading voice, the king said firmly, «No! Alright, Dad, even if you send me to the dungeon or the guillotine, I will not be crowned as king. I have made the decision, and I want to be a painter. You can disinherit me.» That same day, the prince packed his belongings and went to another country, where he became a highly recognized painter. He never saw his father again, and he would secretly visit his mother every year. When the king died, there was no heir to succeed him. The queen also declined, and the people decided through popular vote to choose a new leader. This established a system where a leader was elected every four years, and the queen, along with her son, chose to live freely and responsibly together.

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Story: Tolerance

The girl asked her father on the plane, on the way to her maternal grandmother’s house, «Will we be able to touch God in this plane?» Her father replied, «No, my daughter, He is in a different plane than ours, much higher above us.» «Then who is with Him?» The father looked at her and said, «My mother, your grandma, who takes care of us so much.» «And does she also eat ripe plantains that she liked so much?» A man sitting behind the girl, desperate with so many questions, loudly said, «Yes, she eats plantains, plantainitos, and big plantains.» Upon hearing this, the girl burst into laughter, and she kept asking, «Big plantains?» «Yes,» said the man, «and also plantains and plantainitos.» Again, she laughed heartily, so much that she choked and began to cough. The girl asked her dad, «Dad, do you eat plantains or big plantains?» And the girl laughed again. The people around, unable to contain themselves because of the funny situation, laughed with her. The father replied, «Daughter, just plain plantains.» The girl responded, «Plantainitos are your little friends, and big plantains are very annoying,» and the girl laughed again, as if it were the best joke. Then she said to the man loudly, «Sir, what do you eat?» The man looked at her and said, «I eat big plantains with pork rinds,» and the girl, not knowing what the man looked like, replied, «That’s why you’re so chubby,» and everyone laughed heartily. Amidst laughter on the plane, it landed. The man realized that his impatience and anger had disappeared. When they stood up to leave their seats, they looked at each other, and the man, smiling, said to the girl, «Thanks for your entertainment.» Outside at the airport while waiting for their luggage, the man saw the father and daughter smiling and laughing loudly, realizing that when you have tolerance, it turns into understanding and love.

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Story: TRUTH


Rosa was very angry with her son Luisito. The school had called her because he had stolen two reams of paper from the coordinator’s secretary. In the days before, there had been a series of thefts among the children in his class, and no one had taken responsibility. Luisito would occasionally show up at school with money and invite his classmates for snacks. When his mother asked him about it, he simply denied it. Upset by the situation, he argued that they had no right to blame him without evidence. The coordinator showed them a video where Luisito was caught stealing the paper. He immediately admitted to it but claimed it was the first time. The teacher tried to calm him down and make him understand that if he continued denying, he would never learn. She also reminded him that he was twelve years old but that when he turned fourteen, he would have to face legal consequences. The teacher added, «You’ve experienced the tale of the boy who cried wolf. No matter how much you say it wasn’t you, we no longer believe you.» Luisito received conditional enrollment, and his mother became vigilant about money at home. She took away his video games and cellphone for fifteen days. After this warning in Luisito’s class, no classmate lost their belongings again. One day, someone knocked on Luisito’s door. It was the shopkeeper to whom his mother owed money. Luisito peeked through the curtains, and when his mother asked who it was, he said it was the shopkeeper. She immediately told him to go out and say she wasn’t home, that she was out of town and would return in eight days. Luisito looked at her in surprise and said, «Mom, what’s the difference between what you’re doing and what I do? I’ve definitely learned lying from you. You come to demand or scold me when you have no authority.» Luisito’s mother lowered her head and went to open the door to the shopkeeper, telling him she could pay him in a week. Luisito’s mother apologized to him, acknowledging that he had indeed learned lying from her. From that day on, both of them learned their lesson and never lied again.

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