Story time - A New Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a race of small creatures that lived at the bottom of a fast rushing river. They spent their whole lives clinging to rocks on the bottom, resisting the rushing current that tried to pull them free.

One day, one of the creatures said to himself, “I don’t know where this current is going, or what it intends, but it seems so much bigger than me, and obviously wants me to go somewhere. Perhaps I should trust in what it has planned for me.” So he let go of the rock that he had spent his entire life clinging to.

At first he was bounced along the bottom of the river, smashed by stones and beaten by sticks. Soon, however, an eddy picked him up and tossed him high into the river’s flow, where he guided along safe and serene in the water that was warmed by the sun.

After a time, he found himself passing over another colony of these creatures. They looked at him gliding over them and exclaimed, “Look, there is a creature just like us, except it is flying!”

He called down to them, “You can do this just as well as I can! All you need to do is let go of your rocks!”

But the only stared at him blankly, and did not let go of their rocks, for clinging was all that they knew. Soon he passed from their sight and was gone forever.

“Come to the edge.” he said.
“But we’ll fall.” they said.
“Come to the edge!” he said
“But we’ll die!” they said.
“COME TO THE EDGE!” he said.

So the came to the edge.

And he pushed them.

And they flew.