{"id":541,"date":"2013-01-20T18:58:48","date_gmt":"2013-01-20T18:58:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stashreport.com\/?p=541"},"modified":"2013-01-20T18:58:48","modified_gmt":"2013-01-20T18:58:48","slug":"the-natural-order-of-things","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stashreport.com\/?p=541","title":{"rendered":"The Natural Order of Things"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"fcbkbttn_buttons_block\" id=\"fcbkbttn_left\"><div class=\"fcbkbttn_button\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/\" target=\"_blank\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/stashreport.com\/wp-content\/plugins\/facebook-button-plugin\/images\/standard-facebook-ico.png\" alt=\"Fb-Button\" \/>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/a>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div><div class=\"fcbkbttn_like \"><fb:like href=\"https:\/\/stashreport.com\/?p=541\" action=\"like\" colorscheme=\"light\" layout=\"standard\"  width=\"225px\" size=\"small\"><\/fb:like><\/div><\/div><p><strong><em>Happy New Year, my fine friends and loyal readers.<\/strong> I hope all is well with you and the world that surrounds you. Coming off the holiday season, it occurred to me (not, by any means, a unique thought) that wouldn&#8217;t it be nice if everyone looked at life through the eyes of a child?  Here&#8217;s a  parable that reflects such a thought. <strong>Stash<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>Lesson To Be Learned<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>It was Sunday&#8230; a snowy January morning&#8230;<br \/>\nMartha Mouse peeked out of her burrow window.<br \/>\nShe knew that she didn\u2019t have any school today&#8230;<br \/>\nShe had nothing else to do but play and play and play.<\/p>\n<p>Squirming out of her warm flannel pajamas,<br \/>\nMartha moved quietly, not wanting to rouse her family.<br \/>\nShe dressed in her winter coat, scarf, and mittens&#8230;<br \/>\nTip toeing next door to her friends, the Katzenjammer kittens.<\/p>\n<p>The house was dark and its curtains were still drawn;<br \/>\nMartha tapped lightly at the bedroom window of her friends.<br \/>\nRubbing the sleep from their eyes, Carl and Cathy smiled&#8230;<br \/>\nThey saw it was their neighbor Martha, the little mousey child.<\/p>\n<p>Through the panes of frosted glass, Martha explained<br \/>\nThat though very early, the day ahead lay full of promise&#8230;<br \/>\nThere was icy excitement and adventure to be found<br \/>\nIn the soft snowy blanket that now carpeted the ground.<\/p>\n<p>The kittens quickly dressed and joined their friend outside.<br \/>\nOf necessity, they also moved with quick, deliberate stealth&#8230;<br \/>\nYou see, their home harbored a deep intolerance towards mice.<br \/>\nTo be seen in rodent company, well&#8230; that just wasn\u2019t nice.<\/p>\n<p>Disregarding family orders, throwing caution to the wind,<br \/>\nCarl and Cathy crept outdoors to Martha, their secret playmate.<br \/>\nThe loving friends spent their day in bliss, frolicking in the snow.<br \/>\n(It surely wouldn\u2019t hurt their parents, if their parents didn\u2019t know.)<\/p>\n<p>The friends shared hours of joy&#8230; of pure innocent delight;<br \/>\nMaking angels in winter\u2019s powdery gift, constructing forts,<br \/>\nThrowing snowballs, slip-sliding on the frozen lake&#8230;<br \/>\nThey shared a warmth that prejudice could not unmake. <\/p>\n<p>Afternoon\u2019s sun began to dim; the playmates parted with a hug&#8230;<br \/>\nIt was a day woven from childhood\u2019s innocent intentions.<br \/>\nThe friends had played in harmony&#8230; without hostility or shame&#8230;<br \/>\nSuch a pity that most grownups are unable to do the same.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Stash<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Happy New Year, my fine friends and loyal readers. 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