Friendly Loyalty
/Paulie Travels The Path To Understand Loyalty
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Deep inside the morally wooded forest whose temperature was taken by a crystal placid lake, glistening in the sun, protected when shade eased in and out. Sitting at its bank, Paulie pondered his youthful maturity and how information effects his world’s entire spectrum.
During adolescent periods lessons are learned, and peaceful resolutions are hopefully obtained, wondering exactly what his contribution obligation entailed.
“Why would someone feel they need to be loyal to me,” the growing child mindfully inquired.
“They want to be your friend, an adversary,” a ripple answered, before returning to tranquil status.
Hearing the response, Paulie noticed the hour, getting late and decided to hike back home. It only took a few minutes, and the dirt path emerged, servicing travel between Paulie’s farm and Princess Lida’s castle.
Taking a few steps, the special tree displaying the sign featuring two country flags continued, border duties, acting like a marker for any passerby, fulfilling their journey between cultures.
“Paulie,” a whisper sounded, “Prince Paulie, it’s me, Princess Lida.”
Stopping in his tracks Paulie looked up, “I am very loyal to you,” Princess Lida reaffirmed, “it is not due to the fact you are the only royal guy I know; it has to do with, I trust you.”
Confirming honest heart credibility payoff with Princess Lida lowering her emotional guard, despite he no longer was a practical royal, Paulie’s friendly ties tightened.
“Well, thank you very much,” Paulie replied, “what are you doing out when the daytime is almost gone.”
“Been down in the village with the rest of the girls,” she honestly quipped, “I always have appreciated what you have giving my family, and I will always be loyal to you,”
When Paulie arrived the property illumination were shining brightly, spotlighting kitchen conversation.
Opening the screen door Paulie saw, Becky Sue tearing up, “Paulie,” she tried to say, “I am very loyal to you.”
Quickly getting up the village gypsy gave Paulie a theatrical hug, then departed the scene, “Momma,” Paulie paused, “Poppa, what is going on?”
Watching both his parents shrug their shoulders, Paulie still seem confused and decided sleeping on the issue, the best option.
Next morning, hitching up the zebra and while driving to school, the four-legged stripe mediator spilled the beans.
“Apparently, so much town gossip flowing through the grapevine and the ladies, felt like they lost faith in their aristocratic monarch contact,” the zebra explained repeating what he heard in his circle, “to fix this, Paulie, you need to confront rumors, set facts straight, using the same chit chat strategy those who enjoy invoking tension and distrust do, while implementing their occupation battleplans.”
Later, standing at their lockers Paulie took control, showing strength and in the end the companionship warmth returned to the three-person triangle, making their loyalty indestructible, no matter how much the enemy wants an invasion opportunity.
By Marc OBrien
From: United States
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