We are heading to a competition. On our trip going to Sta. Cruz with my uncle Nelson together with Angel, Asbie and Julie, we ended up our conversation dealing about know our true friend. The three ladies at the backseat are talking about the characteristics of the person they call friend. Of course we all have our own standards on how are we going to identify our friends. Julie considers her friend as the one who always cares for her. As be considered as a friend as one being kind, caring and understanding, while angel tells that her friends are always there to help her at times of troubles, through her ups and downs. Keenly, my uncle listened in silence, then, he butts in,"how many friends have you all got?"Asking the three ladies at the backseat, they all say some figures. That was the time my uncle told us about story of knowing a true friend.
"Once there was a father and a son..."as he started
"Where have you been?"the father as his son.
"From my friend's house,"the boy told his father.
"You've got so many friends. Well, that's good! But are they your true friends?"
The boy answered,"Yes,because they are always happy and glad for having me and i feel the same when i'm with them."
"Do you want to know who among them is a true friend?"father asked.
The boy exclaimed."I'm sure they are all true friends."
"I doubt it,"is father said calmly.
"Okay,what will I do?"the children asked his father.
"Come with me."Then, they went to the backyard and catch one of the chickens and beheaded it. After the beheading, the father put it in a sack.
"now go to your friends and say that you are having with you a person's head whom you killed accidentally, and beg for help . You have to hide because the police might get you. Tell them that the head on the sack must be dogged under the soil."
Then the child went to his friends. He went to Freddie's house, but due to the sack stained with blood Freddie did not even mind going down for him. Then he went to Chola's house, and due to his story, Chola ran inside their house and did not come out again. Then he went to Marlon's house, but Marlon just told his parents about it then Marlon's parents told the police so he ran as fast as he could to his home having the sock with him.
"Why are you catching your breath? And why are you crying?"His father asked him by the time he got home.
"I have no real friend, they all ignored me and Marlon even told his mother that i killed someone. Shortly, her mother cold for the police, so i ran. What am i going to do? The police are coming!?"
"Stay here and wait for me, I'll just get something inside,"his father said.
Three minutes had past and then he heard a siren and shouted for help,"Father, help me, here comes the police!"The father then came out bringing with him a pail of water and a casserole and said,"i am a true friend, i'll help you."Then he talked to the police and afterwards they're gone.
After the story, we all laughed at the same time realized something... That there can only be one true friend!
i dont have true friend but i have lots of friends.