Story #38 out of 56…as stated, two stories were posted today.
The three Kio swam slowly in circles as Kenwo watched them.
“What are you thinking, son?” asked his father from the porch, not looking up from his paper.
“I’m wondering why the fish always swim in circles,” explained Kenwo, looking up from the garden at his father.
“I used to wonder the same thing when I was your age. It took me many years to learn the answer.”
“What is the answer, father?” asked Kenwo, coming out of the garden to listen to his father.
“I will tell you but I know you will not understand. Would you rather learn the answer on your own or have me tell you now?”
“A wise man once said, listen to the instruction of the wise when you can,” replied Kenwo, “I will hear your words now and perhaps it will save me time later.”
“A good response, son,” replied his father, “the answer is simple. The Kio swim in circles because they understand what many humans do not.”
“What is that?”
“That life is a cycle, not a line. They swim in circles and we swim in circles.”
“You are right, father,” said Kenwo gravely, “I do not understand you.”
His father laughed, “One day, when you have children of your own, you will remember what I told you today and smile.”
“That will be many years from now.”
“And yet years get shorter every passing day.”
“That is impossible,” said Kenwo.
“And yet,” replied his father, “someday you will agree with me.”
“I think I will watch the Kio more,” replied Kenwo as he returned to the garden. “Perhaps they will help me understand.”
“And the blind shall lead the blind,” replied his father, smiling at the confused expression on his sons face, “But soon the blind will see, my son.”
