The Froglet

A froglet living in a pond, which was in a heavily forested area, was complaining about not having any friends. This froglet was passing most of his time swimming in the pond, sometimes he got out of the water and was strolling on the grass by jumping. Every day was completely the same as the former day. Every day the same thing, the same things. The endless monotony made him got tired. One day the froglet got angry with himself.
“As if you were curious to pass all your life in this pond! Is the world as small as if you thought? Is the world as tiny as if it was? Why don't you save yourself, leave and go from here? If you say world to this pond where you live, know that you are not a frog of this world; you are a frog of completely different worlds. Never forget this: You will reach the life you desire only when you go away from this pond.”
The froglet made up his mind at that moment. He would leave here and set out, would look for friends for himself in the places he would go. The froglet moved forward in the forest for days. Finally the dense trees of the forest had become sparse, had reached a little flat place. He immediately saw a bright thing on the ground. What an earth was that? He was surprised when he looked at the bright thing. There was frog in that and that frog was looking at him, too. He returned and hid behind a stone. After he got over the first bewilderment, he realized that this bright thing was so slim and there wouldn't be any frog or anything like that in it. Then the situation was clearly obvious: The bright thing must have been a mirror and he had seen himself on the mirror. He took the mirror and leant it to the edge of a tree nearby. He started to do all sorts of amusements standing in front of the mirror. Sometimes he was standing on his two feet, sometimes he was jumping, and sometimes he was taking a deep breath and was watching his image on the mirror while blowing his chest and cheeks. What he liked best of all these motions was seeing himself huge on the mirror. He started to take deeper breath and to seem huger. Finally, such a time came that the froglet become as round as a ball and he realized that he was off the ground and rising.
The froglet acted as if nothing had happened. He breathed out a little when he raised nearly ten metres of the ground. It was unnecessary to rise any more. Everything was level by level at each work. He should have regulated the dose of the level. He was not a bird to flap his wings, to rise to the sky, to fly as possible as he could. He was just a little froglet. It was said that it was not possible that the frogs could fly; it was like a dream but real. He was already flying. He looked around haphazardly. He appointed the direction. He had come from the forest, would go to that way. He stretched his front right left to the direction he would go to in an automatic motion. Amazing!... He had suddenly turned to the way he wanted to go. Although he had turned, he was still floating motionless. He suddenly remembered that he used his back legs to move forward in water. He pulled his back legs slowly to his chest, pushed them backwards, pulled, and pushed. It was completely OK what he had thought. He was able to move forward. He would be able to move forward as much as he wanted to, would be able to go down wherever he wanted.
After flying a while the froglet noticed an old frog lying at full length near a river. He thought “the old frog must have an illness”.
“Because no frog lies in the open like this. If he lied, it meant that he was inviting danger. Let's go down and have a look at what his problem is.”
This meadowland where the old frog had fallen and stayed was a picnic area. People used to pass their weekends here in sunny summer days and have picnics. Someone who wasn't in his right mind had drunk what was in the bottle, which he had brought with him, and had thrown and broken the bottle while going. So the old frog was injured of his foot when he stepped on a piece of the broken bottle and had fainted because he couldn't endure the pain any more. When the old frog regained consciousness, he told the things that had happened and wanted the froglet to help him.
After the froglet said:
“Sir, I had never faced a situation like this before. That piece of glass must be taken out of your foot. I can't succeed this. I had seen while coming. Two children were fishing further near the river. I will go and call them, they may help you”, he went away jumping.
When the froglet came near the children, he said:
“Could you help, please? An old frog has been injured and is lying further. Please come with me and help him, save him. It is merit to do kindness. Come on children, stand up please, and come with me”
The children who succumbed to the froglet's entreaties took their fishing lines out of water, put aside and followed the froglet. After a short while the piece of glass had been taken out of the old frog's foot and the injured part had been covered with a clean cloth.
After the children went, the froglet crutched the old frog and brought him to a quiet and secluded place. After the old frog thanked the froglet there for the things he did, he said:
“I wonder if they would listen to me if I said and called out to all living things now for some reason or other the goodness, helps being made complimentarily are very seldom.
For some reason or other everybody continues a never ending race by saying let's do him / her harm, hit him / her first before another one does me harm. Let's give up this meaningless evil race, let's become sibling, cooperate and run towards happiness. I am fed up with seeing evil, getting sad and crying all the time” and finished his words and started crying. The old frog's crying caused the froglet to shake up.
“Stop crying now old frog, wipe off your tears. We are assumed to be two siblings from now on. So evil things are and everyone tries hard to become the first in this race. Therefore I've started a race of goodness against that from now on. I will travel all over the world soon and I will tell all the livings things the goodness and also make them participate in this race. The goodness flag will sway on flagpole forever.”
The froglet trusted himself a lot. If you asked why - because he had a big advantage. How quickly you have forgotten, he was able to fly you know! Travelling intercontinental was a piece of cake for him.
Written by: Serdar YILDIRIM