Father and Son
A father and his son, travelling together in a wagon,
came to the edge of a forest. Some bushes, thick with
berries, caught the child's eye.
"Father," he asked, "may we stop awhile so that I can
pick some berries?"
The father was anxious to complete his journey, but did
not have it in his heart to refuse the boy's request.
The wagon was called to a halt and the son alighted to
pick the berries.
After awhile, the father wanted to continue on his way.
But his son had become so engrossed in berry picking
that he could not bring himself to leave the forest.
"Son!" cried the father, "we cannot stay here all day!
We must continue our journey!"
Even his father's please were not enough to lure the
boy away. What could the father do? Surely he loved
his son no less for acting so childishly. He would not
think of leaving him behind, but he really did have
to get going on his journey.
Finally he called out:
"You may pick your berries for awhile longer, but be
sure that yo uare stil able to find me, for I shall
start moving slowly along the road. As you work,
call out 'Father! Father!' every few minutes, and I
shall answer you. As long as yo ucan hear my voice,
know that I am still nearby. But as soon as you can
no longer hear my answer, kow that you are lost, and
run with all your strength to find me!"