Freedom

Story of freedom

Hundreds of women paraded down the streets of Johannesberg, South Africa, a few weeks ago, singing freedom songs to protest their government's suppression of political opposition parties.
Though it was peaceful, the demonstration was illegal. The songs the women sang were illegal. The attempts of reporters and cameramen to record the event were illegal. When the police arrived, their first move was not to stop the women, but to surround the reporters, arrest some of them, and send the others away. That done, they went to work on the demonstrators.
Stupid bullies respect only money and weapons. Smart bullies fear the power of the press to tell the stories and show the pictures of their brutality. Very smart, systematic, determined oppressors know they must control money, weapons, the press, the stories, the pictures, and even the freedom songs.


To me, freedom means I am free to do whatever I like. I can go to watch a movie with my friend after school, but I will have to tell them before I go.We should always tell our parents where we are going, so that they know where to find us if we are not at home.

Truth

T is for telling the truth

R is for being rebellious and not listen to our parents

U is for being unjustice and not treating everyone equally

T is for telling lies, which we must not do

H is for being honest


It is bad to tell lies. We should always tell the truth. Telling the truth is also healthy towards ourselves.It is bad to tell lies as it will become a habit if we keep telling lies. So, always tell the truth.

Gracious and Healthy Lifestyle

Heathy Lifestyle:

Being healthy is possessing good health. I should avoid eating too much junk food and exercise regularly.

Gracious:

Being pleasantly kind, benevolent, and courteous.

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Justice

Story of Justice

Linda and I were held up at gun-point as we were walking to the church. Just before we got there a guy came to us, pointed a gun at me, and said, "Give me your money or I'll shoot."
Now we had been warned that this might happen in this neighborhood, and I had practiced a number of ways to respond non-violently. I had practiced some great "alternative responses" like, "wow, neat gun. What caliber is it? How about selling it to me?" Or, "I must tell you, at this moment I am wearing boxer shorts, and I know how to use them!" But this happened so fast I didn't have time to think of any of them.
What I did do was tell him that I didn't have any money, but that if he would come with us to the church we would try to find something for him. He shouted again for me to give him "the money," and I repeated that I didn't have any but we could find something for him at the church.
Then Linda told him that we needed to go visit a woman whose mother had just died, and we both turned and started to walk down the narrow path that led to the back of the church. Half way there, I turned back and said, "Come on," and motioned for him to follow us. But he just stood there a minute, and then turned and ran away.
Most people here have since told us that we were either "lucky" or "crazy," and advised that we should carry a roll of bills just for this occasion, to be a "better victim."
But I think that giving the assailant an invitation that has his needs in mind is what made "it" work. So now I am practicing something different for these occasions. Instead of responses that are self-protecting and non-violent, now I am practicing responses that seek good for my assailant. For non-violent "self-defense" is still self-defense. And the work of Jesus is to find good for the other.


The story tells us that we should always do things to find good for the other.We should always help one another.We should not do things that benefit us, but hurt the feelings of others.One way of practicing justice is to speak up when I see something wrong.

Integrity

Story of Integrity:
Cherry Tree
When George Washington was about six years old, he was made the wealthy master of a hatchet of which, like most little boys, he was extremely fond. He went about chopping everything that came his way. One day, as he wandered about the garden amusing himself by hacking his mother's pea- sticks, he found a beautiful, young English cherry tree, of which his father was most proud. He tried the edge of his hatchet on the trunk of the tree and barked it so that it died. Some time after this, his father discovered what had happened to his favorite tree. He came into the house in great anger, and demanded to know who the mischievous person was who had cut away the bark. Nobody could tell him anything about it.
Just then George, with his little hatchet, came into the room.
"George," said his father, "do you know who has killed my beautiful little cherry tree yonder in the garden? I would not have taken five guineas for it!"
This was a hard question to answer, and for a moment George was staggered by it, but quickly recovering himself he cried: --
"I cannot tell a lie, father, you know I cannot tell a lie! I did cut it with my little hatchet."
The anger died out of his father's face, and taking the boy tenderly in his arms, he said: --
"My son, that you should not be afraid to tell the truth is more to me than a thousand trees! yes, though they were blossomed with silver and had leaves of the purest gold!"
Other stories available: Emperor's seed

God-Fearing

I should always take responsibility in what ever I do, whether it is good or bad. There is always a consequence that we have to face for every choice we make. So, I have decided that I should always do the right thing.

Love