My owner and his wife have recently been away to the Isles of Scilly and this meant that I had some “strange” humans looking after me. Parrots really don’t like change and we hate it when the rest of our flock disappears. But they’ve always returned to the roost in the past, so I knew I just had to be patient.
In fact, my owner spent a great deal of his time away doing some gentle beachcombing. He has great plans for doing some arts and crafts, so he set about collecting shells and other bits washed up on the pristine beaches. On one occasion, he became aware of a very restless boy on the beach. The boy’s father wanted to sit back on the sand and relax, but this youngster was demanding some action. After a while, the boy came trotting up to my owner and said:
“My dad says you’re looking for treasure. Can you show me where to find some?”
My owner weighed up the situation for a few seconds before answering. He sensed that the boy wanted rather more than shells so he replied:
“There’s a rock pool just over there. That’s where you’ll find some treasure. But you have to look beyond the surface of the water; otherwise that’s all you’ll see, and you’ll miss the treasure that lurks beneath.”
So the boy went off to the rock pool and spent a good half hour discovering the wonders of God’s creation.
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