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Topic: Hot and Cold (04/09/09)
TITLE: Two P's in a Pod
By Ruth Ann Moore
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When one girl was up, the other was down; when one would smile, the other would frown.
More opposite girls there could not be seen. This caused some problems, if you know what I mean.
Only when they listened to their Father above, could their house be filled with all kinds of love.
One little girl had her mind in a knot; she was finding the house to be overly hot. “I’m so hot,” whined Priscilla, “and I know what to do; I’ll turn off the furnace, let no more heat through. I’ll open a window, or maybe three, put on my shorts and drink some iced tea.” Priscilla went merrily on with her plan, to cool down the house and turn on every fan.
Little did she know at the end of the hall, her sister, Penelope, was not happy at all. “I’m so cold,” she did shiver, “as cold as can be; even with two blankets wrapped around me. I am cold from my feet to the tip of my nose. In fact, I don’t think I can feel my ten toes. I know just what I should do,” she did say, “turn up the furnace and have some Earl Grey.”
As a window she passed, she stopped there aghast, unbelieving of the sight she did see. The cool winds blew in and froze her small chin; sending shivers right up her sleeves. “Well, who would do that?” were the words that she spat; as she closed up a window or three. “Now, it’s time for some heat, to warm up my feet.” And she jacked up the dial ten degrees.
Soon came Priscilla, with her little chinchilla; dressed for a day at the beach. “What can I say? It’s a very hot day!” while for her iced glass she did reach. It was not too long and she changed her sweet song; her melody became rather sour. “Where is my fresh air? Does not anyone care?” Her words were really quite dour.
Priscilla and Penelope, two cross little girls; one with straight hair, the other with curls. Each one wanted her own way, it is true; they did not listen and were awfully rude. Priscilla wanted cold and Penelope hot. They thought anger was right, believe it or not! Back and forth the two girls continued to shout, until Mother came in with all of her clout.
Their mother longed for some relative peace, hoping beyond hope their fighting would cease. “You two have always been peas in a pod. Why not let your pride go and have a word with God? “Love your neighbour”, here His word does say, just “as yourself”. There’s no other way.” The two bent their heads in repentant prayer, determined to be concerned with the other’s care.
It was to their surprise when they opened their eyes; the answer was as plain as could be. With arms wrapped tight, hugging with all their might; they discovered a new harmony. Cold did warm up and hot did cool down, and nary could anyone find a mad frown. Their exuberant joy was a great release; for hot and cold together made peace.
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