The ranges stood tall and silent. Asleep. The downcast grass was rolled up into a carpet covering the soil, as if snuggled up to the warm stillness. Silence engulfed Hosh.
Only a soft subtle humming drifted across the grassland from a nearby tea-tree bush. A few crickets lay nestled in the leaves. Hidden, despite the subdued moonlight.
"Year after year, the fern flourished, and the bamboo just lay hidden beneath the soil, wanting simply to be forgotten. But I did not forget it, and I would not quit on it.”
"Then one fine morning, a tiny bamboo sprout peeked shyly out of the earth. Compared to the fern, it was so small and insignificant, so unsure of itself.”
"There are teachers," Isha answered after considerable thought, "and then there are educators."
"Perhaps it is time for you to graduate from being one to being the other."
'What do I care about most?' he thought.
And it came to him suddenly, 'I don't want to lose my father.'
"What possible good can there be?" he whispered.
"For me? In the destruction of my life's work? My wealth? My confidence?"
"What have I done to deserve this?" she sighed, "Why can't you be content with what you've got?"
He didn't answer. He couldn't. He wanted to, to salve her pain, but he didn't know what to say. He just hugged her more tightly and lay silent.
"See, I can't even see what is so obvious to you. I am like these coffee beans soiling whatever they touch and completely useless thereafter."
"Wish I were more like these other two, still holding their own after all their troubles."
"Rome ruled that land at the time of Jesus," answered Rosh, "so the Jews lived under Roman law. The Jewish crowd wanted the adulterous woman to be stoned to death according to their law at the time."
"But if they stoned the woman, they would be prosecuted for murder by the Romans. If they didn't stone her to death, they wouldn't be following their own ancient law."
'I am afraid to take this leap of faith. You say that the eagle alone can look into the sun. And the sun rejuvenates its eyes. But I am weak and fearful."
"If I am no eagle, the sun will scorch mine. And smite them down for my arrogance."
owLying works, and is good for us. When we do it well, we get what we want. If we don't get what we want, we know that we need to improve on our lying skills. More lying practice is needed. That's why we lie all the time.
Tests conducted in 2002 by Feldman, showed that students told three lies on average per ten minutes of conversation.