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Rated: E · Short Story · Children's · #2285057
Learning to share feelings and forgive
Sitting alone, on a porch step, was an Apple Gall being named Stitches. Stitches, like all Apple Gall beings, had been created by a gall wasp. How was this possible? Well, first a gall wasp would gather essence from a living creature, which could be any type of animal, insect, bird, or just about anything that lived, along with pollen collected from various flowers and plants. Second, the wasp would then lay an egg, cover it with what was gathered, onto a newly forming oak leaf. Not just any oak leaf, but on a new leaf from a specific giant oak tree, named Compassion. Thirdly, once the egg had been lain, Compassion would sprout and gently cover the egg with many more new leaves. The egg sat over many months, slowly forming into an Apple Gall Being. Sometime in the months from May to June, when the time was right, the Apple Gall Being would emerge from under the leaves. Stitches being one of these was created by her gall wasp with the essence of chilocorus circumdatus, red ladybug or lady beetle from Southern Asia, and Liquid Amber tree.

As Stitches sat with sadness, a busy life was happening all around. Stitches had once been a part of that busy life, running, laughing, and usually having a wonderful time. It seemed so long ago, but was actually only three weeks prior to that day when the “event” happened, to be exact. It had been a day very similar to this one, with the sun shining and not very hot.

Stitches wanted to get out of this mood and being that it was a warm day, thought going to the local pond for a swim might help. Maybe getting out would take away these feelings of anger and sadness. At that moment, Pat, who was a giant dog, a good friend, and also an Apple Gall being, happened to be walking by. Pat was created with essence of Labrador retriever, pheasant, duck, forget me not flower, and liquid amber. Pat could actually fly! An honest to goodness bird dog!

“Pat, it's so good to see you. I was just thinking of going for a little swim at the pond, would you like to join me?”, asked Stitches.

Pat gave out a loud “WOOF”, and said, “Yes, yes, that would be lovely. Jump on my back and I'll take us there.”

Because Stitches was so very small, help was needed to climb onto Pat's back, which Pat gladly gave.

“This is going to be so much fun! I'm so glad you were passing by Pat, going swimming with a friend is so much more pleasurable”, said Stitches.

When they arrived at the pond, both noticed several of their other friends were already swimming. They could see Fleur, Nyani and Rose. Once seeing Stitches and Pat, all three waved in greetings. Stitches instantly froze and at that point decided to go back home.

Stitches hesitancy to stay was seeing Nyani, the source of Stitches anger. A few weeks earlier Nyani had said something about Stitches that was not very nice, at least Stitches didn't think so. Stitches never said anything to Nyani about being upset, instead only walked away and hadn't spoken with Nyani since.

“You know Pat, I think I've changed my mind. Would you mind taking me back home?”, asked Stitches.

“Home, but why? You were so excited to go swimming. Are you not feeling well?”, asked Pat.

“No, no, I'm fine. I just changed my mind.” said Stitches.

“Well if you're sure, I'll take you home”, said Pat, and turned around.

Sharing With a Friend


Once back at the home, Pat asked, “Um, Stitches, I could not help but notice you became a little upset upon seeing Fleur, Nyani and Rose at the pond. Did that have something to do with you changing your mind and wanting to come back home?”, asked Pat.

Stitches had not realized the anger was so noticeable. In fact, how much anger was there.

Stitches thought, “This is not me, why am I so angry? It's been so long; I should not still be feeling this way. Maybe if I share my thoughts with Pat, it might help”. And so Stitches began to share what had happened to bring on these feelings of anger.

“It all began at Fleur's home three weeks prior.”, said Stitches. “Fleur's garden was in full bloom and had invited everyone she knew to come and see the beautiful new flowers. Of course I went, especially since Fleur has a special Iris she planted just for me. When I arrived, there were so many already there, including Nyani, whom I thought to be my friend. I was standing by the iris plant when Nyani came and stood beside me. I looked up, you know how little I am and how tall Nyani is. Well Nyani just looked down at me and said, 'to bad you can't grow as tall as that iris'. I became very upset and walked away, and we haven't spoken since.”

“Stitches, you mean to tell me that you didn't say a word? Does Nyani even know you are upset about what was said?”, asked Pat.

“I really don't know if Nyani knows, although, I don't see how that's not possible, it was very evident to me. How can one say something like that to another and imagine the other would not be upset?', Stitches replied to Pat.

Pat, head shaking, said, “You know Stitches, I really can't believe Nyani would ever insult anyone, at least not purposely. Not to mention, I've heard Nyani say so many wonderful things about you, why would that change? Could it be possible that you misunderstood? Or maybe what Nyani said was not meant to be an insult but rather an observation. We can all say things sometimes that are just observations and it's not meant to be words to hurt another.”

Stitches had to sit and think about what Pat had said. 'Yes, it was true, Nyani had always been so kind everyone, so there would be no reason to be mean. Yes, it could be a misunderstanding, after all, everyone can and does make mistakes after all. Maybe I was feeling a little insecure, wishing I were taller, taller like Nyani.'

“You know Pat, I think you are right, and I have not acted fairly. What I should have done is spoken with Nyani immediately. I should have asked what was meant by the comment made, instead of getting mad and going away. A good friend would have done that. Instead, I got mad, walked away, pouted and all this time I've held in this anger. I feel so embarrassed.”, said Stitches.

“Stitches, please do not feel embarrassed. We have all made a mistake at one time or another, that is a part of living. The best lesson is to see what the mistake was or is and try to correct it. How about we head back to the pond and have a visit with Nyani?”, asked Pat.

Stitches nodded in agreement and with Pat's help, jumped back up onto Pat's back.

Learning to Trust


As soon as Pat and Stitches arrived back at the pond, Nyani, Fleur and Rose ran up to greet them.

Rose was the first to speak, “I'm so glad you came back and hope you are feeling well. We were worried because you left so quickly. We were all hoping to swim with you and then saw you leave.”

“Yes, yes, I wanted to show you how long I can hold my breath under water now.”, said Fleur.

“Yes, me too, and Stitches, I would like to talk to you if you have a moment?”, asked Nyani.

“Yes, I would like that.”, replied Stitches nodding to Nyani.

“Good, while you two talk, how about the rest of us wait for them in the water, I can't wait to get wet.', said Pat.

It was a little awkward at first, talks like these usually are, but once the feeling of awkwardness is set aside, the talking can begin.

“Stitches, I could not help but notice that you might be upset with me and I'm not quite sure why. If I have said or done anything to offend or hurt you, I am so sorry, it was not my intention.”, said Nyani.

Stitches, knowing Nyani for so long, should have known there would be no way Nyani would have intentionally hurt anyone's feelings.

“Nyani, it is I that must apologize to you. You said something to me that hurt my feelings and I did not trust our friendship enough to talk to you about it. That was a big mistake on my part and I would like to ask for your forgiveness.”, replied Stitches.

“Oh, my dear friend, please tell me what it was that I said. I never want to hurt your feelings ever.”, said Nyani.

“It was at Fleur's garden party, you said, 'too bad you can't grow as tall as that iris', and I felt like you were making fun of how small I was. I realize now that I was wrong, you would never do that. At that moment, I was feeling a little sad because I am so small and not tall like you and so many others. I'm afraid I took it out on you.”, said Stitches.

Nyani, bent over and gently lifted Stitches, and ever so gently, kissed Stitches' cheek. “My dear, dear friend, please also forgive me for not following you immediately afterwards. You see, I did see you were upset. I was afraid that I had said something and did not trust myself to say the right thing to fix it. I sometimes don't know how to say what I am feeling, but I am trying to do better. You see, I also have trouble in trusting myself talking with my friends about certain feelings. What I learned today is, it doesn't matter who you are, how tall or small, sometimes it can be difficult for some to trust and share certain emotions.”

Stitches snuggled into Nyani's hand, it was nice to have such a good friend, especially one who understood and shared the same feelings as well as emotions.

“Shall we promise to always trust that we can speak to each other about our feelings. To trust that when there are doubts or just things we are not sure about, we can trust to talk with each other.”, said Nyani.

“Yes, I promise. That would be lovely. It is so hard being angry and sad all the time. I missed you and I missed me.”, replied Stitches. And with that both joined the others in the pond.


Forgiveness: a conscious, deliberate decision to release feelings of resentment or vengeance toward a person, including self, or group who has, or seemed to have harmed you, regardless of whether they actually deserve your forgiveness or forgiveness is necessary.
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