Today, I want to share a different story with you. Yes, different and very sad story, but before telling it, I have to tell you something that happened to me nine years ago.
On that day, I was going to work when suddenly, from behind a wall, a duck flew toward me at full speed, with such bad luck that I hit him with the car and he was thrown to the ground. I reversed the car, stopped, and got out to help the poor bird. It turned out that the duck was not a papa duck, but a mama duck. How did I realize it was a lady duck? Because there, next to that wall, under a bush, were about 15 small, beautiful and defenseless ducklings.
Ouch! How much pain I felt in my soul when I realized that the duck was dead! With my heart and soul broken, I had to grab the mother of those little creatures and throw her into the garbage can. Fortunately, a neighbor saw everything that happened and told me not to worry, that he was going to take care of the ducklings.
For almost two months I had a broken soul. I bought food for the ducklings, and I was waiting for them to be well and safe. Finally, one day, without realizing it, I stopped feeling pain and I forgot the matter.
Now that you know this story, I continue with something that happened to me yesterday.
It turns out that, going to work, after leaving my children at school, I saw that one of the tires on the car was very low, so I stopped at a condominium next to the school to put some air into the flat tire. While I was doing this, I saw a duck and her two beautiful ducklings... “Quack! Quack!” Mama duck was saying. “Tweet! Tweet”! said the babies.
Suddenly, these two little ducks were crossing the road and the desperate mom called them from the platform. “QUACK! QUACK!”, but these ducklings seemed not to hear their mom, and they moved further away. I was filled with anguish! I left the compressor running alone and ran out to surround the ducklings in order to return them to their desperate mother.
When I arrived at the site, the mother panicked and flew away, leaving the poor ducklings alone in the middle of the road. I, like a crazy, yelled at mama duck,
“Hey! Where are you going?”
I looked at the little ducks alone and howled desperately for their mother. So, I guided the ducklings to the platform, and made sure they were safe; away from the cars and buses. While I walked back to my car to check the compressor, I thought,
“And now, what am I going to do? I cannot leave these ducks alone and abandoned. But I'm going to be late for work!” That's what I get for getting into what does not concern me!
Meanwhile, I turned to look at the ducklings, who kept chirping, and I saw a crow fly down, grab one of the creatures and take it to devour it.
Ahhhhhhgggghhhhh! :’-( The story I told you before came immediately to my memory, and my soul wrinkled again and my heart broke again. What a hard pain! Why didn’t I keep my nose out of it? I should have turned around and let the mother give them a punishment for being disobedient.
My pain was worse than it had been nine years ago because this time I knew that it was my fault. I had left a single duckling orphaned, alone in the world, abandoned by its mom and with a kidnapped brother.
My mind could not think what to do. I put the compressor in the car and made sure the duckling was hidden. I had to go to the office right away. I was about to move the car when I heard the “cheep! cheep!” very close. I thought, "It could not be that I'm going to crush the last duckling! That would be the worst!”
I got out of the car. The duckling was under the car next to me, so I was a little ‘calmed’ knowing that it was hidden and out of sight of another delinquent raven.
Thank God, when I was about to leave in the car, the mother arrived. Ahhh! What a relief. At least the little one was not going to be alone in this world. I went to work, and have continued with my life, but this mishap has marked my soul again. I cannot stop thinking for a moment about this very sad episode. I hope that God, mommy duck and her ducklings forgive me. It was never my intention to disrupt their family.
This, my dear brothers, has made me reflect on my life and my family.
Am I taking care and guiding my family well enough?
Am I protecting my family properly?
Am I leaving my children alone to face the dangers that threaten the world, especially children and young people?
Am I educating my children well?
Am I being a good example for them?
Am I the father who abandons them for fulfilling my personal wishes or, am I the one who renounces my happiness to make my wife and children happy?
May God, Saint Joseph and the Blessed Virgin Mary bless and protect us.
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Glenn Fong is from Cali, Colombia but is currently living in Florida. He has been married to Sandra for 15 years, (yes, it is possible! Marriage is supposed to be forever!), and they have been blessed with two children. Glenn studied Systems Engineering at San Buenaventura University in Cali, Colombia and now works for a multinational company as an Analyst-Developer. He is not a writer, but his passion for Christ and His Church propel him to write about many different topics.
Glenn Fong is author and editor of the Blog "It´s for Real", which can be found on the website www.familiesfullyalive.com.