"Thriving not just Surviving" |
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Community Health and Vitality |
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Rainbow Doors
Josephine O'Manique
There was once a small town in a poor
country. The town, if it could even be called that, seemed
helpless. It consisted of a few feeble huts, a small dirty
river, and a soccer field. The town may have been a disaster but
the town’s people refused to give up. Every day they would meet
up in the soccer field and talk. They would talk about their
lives, their families, their problems, their happiness, and
their sadness. They would discuss ways on improving their
community. They were convinced that if they worked together
CHANGE COULD HAPPEN. One day, a group of children from the
community decided it was time to stop talking and start doing.
They knew that they didn't have enough money for any extreme
changes, but they knew they could at least improve their living
conditions. The children tried saving up the little money they
received each week, but by the end of the month they only had
enough money for one small can of paint and a little box of
nails. The children had bought a bright yellow can of paint,
because they thought it was the happiest color, and that it gave
them the most hope. The towns people greatly appreciated what
the children had done, but knew that there wasn't even close to
enough materials to fix all the huts. After much debate on which
home would be fixed first, they decided to fix one small thing
in everyone’s home. A group of volunteers went from house to
house, with the small box of nails, a rock, and the small can of
paint. Some houses had a loose wall board that needed to be
fixed; some had a broken door frame. The volunteers helped fix
these small problems until they had fixed all the houses and ran
out of nails. To remember what huts they had fixed they would
paint a bright yellow stripe across the front door.
The children convinced the parents to
start to put a small amount of the money they earned away each
week. At the end of the month the town had raised enough money
for another small can of paint, two boxes of nails, a hammer,
some screws, and a screw driver. This time, the children had
picked an orange can of paint, simply because they thought it
would look pretty with the yellow. So the group of volunteers,
which had grown significantly since the last month, set off from
hut to hut fixing little problems, and painting orange stripes
beside the yellow ones.
When the next month started the
townspeople decided, seeing most of the small problems around
their homes were fixed, they needed to do something about the
water. It wasn't clean and was making people sick. As hopeful as
they were they knew that they would never be able to come up
with enough money to build a well, so they looked to the
neighbouring town for help. A letter was sent to the leader of
the town next to them. This town was wealthier than their little
town, but was still struggling. The leader sent a letter back,
explaining that they would give what they could, but that may
not be very much. A group of people from the small town set off
on a journey to collect the money and thank the thoughtful
leader.
They now had a lot more money than
they could ever had collected, but they knew they were going to
need more to build a well. So they looked to their other
neighbours, a large city, that was even wealthier, but were
still having financial issues. The city said they would give as
much as they possibly could. They loved the hope the town's
people had and they wanted to help and encourage the fact that
CHANGE CAN HAPPEN.
The town finally had enough to drill a
well, but didn't have the resources to do it. They were
heartbroken. They couldn't believe they hadn't thought about it
before. It broke the children to see their parents so sad, so
they put the little pocket change they had together, went to the
store and bought a red can of paint. They didn't know why they
chose red, perhaps because of the anger they were feeling about
the well; red seemed angry just like them. During the night the
children got out of bed and went from hut to hut, painting a red
stripe beside the orange one on everyone's doors. When the
morning came the adults were all so touched by what the children
had done, they began feeling hope again. They began believing
that CHANGE CAN HAPPEN.
Well it turns out, the larger city had
told an even larger city who had told the largest city about
this small town, and how they needed help. The largest city
decided it was time they gave back, and sent a letter to the
town's people explaining how they wanted to help them out in any
way possible. The town's people were thrilled by the amount of
help being offered, but wanted to make sure that the largest
city understood that they wanted to be a part of the change.
They wanted to prove to themselves that CHANGE CAN HAPPEN. The
largest city understood and agreed to start sending down
supplies and volunteers the next day. The children were so
excited that they went down to the store and bought another
colour of paint, purple this time, because it was as happy and
joyful a color as they felt. They went around painting yet
another stripe on everyone's doors.
The next day the volunteers and
supplies began arriving. The town's people met them with open
arms and smiles. They were so happy people noticed they needed
help. The town's people and volunteer's came together and
drilled two wells. After all the hard work, they were all able
to have a big glass of cold CLEAN water. The volunteers went
back to the largest city, and left the town's people with some
extra money, clean water, and hope.
With the money the town's people fixed
the insides of everyone's huts so that they were clean, safe,
and liveable. They fixed the soccer field so that it was a
better meeting place, and possible to play soccer in. They fixed
the roads and with the extra money and then they bought all the
paint the store had left. They continued painting everyone's
doors, until everyone's door was a rainbow.
What the town's people didn't know was
that the large city and the largest city had come together and
raised an unbelievable amount of money for the small town. A
letter arrived in the mail explaining that they two cities were
going to come in the next day. They were going to knock down
there huts and build homes. They would pave their roads and
build a sports arena for them to play soccer in year-round. The
town's people didn't know what to do. They were shocked by the
money and thought the cities had put in for such a small town,
but were scared of such big change. They liked the way their
town worked. They liked the soccer field and the roads, and now
that the huts were safe and colourful, they like them too. They
were afraid that if the town became a larger city, they would
lose the feeling of love. They were afraid that the
relationships they had been building by working together would
fade away. If each family had everything, they wouldn't need
each other anymore.
When the large cities arrived the town's people
thanked them for the thought, but turned them down. They liked
their town and the thought of rebuilding the town after such
hard work was a waste. They suggest splitting the enormous
amount of money up and distributing it around the other small
towns, that way, everyone could experience the help. They knew
they didn't need the help and the money, because CHANGE HAD
HAPPENED and things were truly good enough. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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