Showing posts with label Willi Hoffsuemmer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Willi Hoffsuemmer. Show all posts

Friday, March 12, 2010

STORY : Keep Looking Up by Willi Hoffsuemmer

Story title : Keep Looking Up
By: Willi Hoffsuemmer

     While God was creating this earth, he asked the animals what wishes they had, and he fulfilled them all.
      But when the humans heard about this, they were upset because they had never been consulted. "We'll never be satisfied with the way this earth was made, "they complained to the Lord.
    "You're not supposed to be, "replied the Lord. "This earth was not meant to be your home. Heaven is your home."
      That is why, ever since then, animals walk with their eyes looking towards the earth, while humans stand erect and look towards heaven.

Friday, February 26, 2010

STORY: The Grand Total Of It All by Willi Hoffsuemmer

Story title: The Grand Total Of It All 
By: Willi Hoffsuemmer

    They tell the story of an intelligent young king who ordered all the learned professor of his kingdom to gather and write down all the wisdom of the world. They got right down to work and forty years later, they had a thousand books packed with wisdom. The king, who had meantime reached sixty years of age, told them, "I cannot possibly read a thousand books. Reduce all that wisdom to basics."
    After ten more years the professors reduced the world's wisdom to a hundred volumes. "That's still

STORY: Happy Family Life by Willi Hoffsuemmer

Story title: Happy Family
by Willi Hoffsuemmer


     A poor woodcutter lived contentedly in a little house at the edge of the forest. He earned his daily bread by chopping down trees. But no matter how tired he was, he and his family always ended the day with laughing and singing.
     Every evening the king passed by this happy household as he was walking back to his castle. It

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

STORY: Sharing And Sharing Alike by Willi Hoffsuemmer

Story title: Sharing And Sharing
By: Willi Hoffsuemmer

    We were playing cowboys and Indians. At supper time Joe's mother let him bring his place of rice out to tent, so he could eat as Indians do. So he crawled under his tent made out of a blanket and the four of us sat there watching him eat.  We would't be getting anything for another two hours.
    After downing his second spoonful, Joe suddenly remarked that real Red Indians did not only