Continued Short Story
"15 years this stream has been here," the dad said.
Sitting with his daughter, admiring her purity, who is only 3. She loves watching the flow of the water, and constantly wants to sit by the stream. The two have been sitting there for half an hour as his daughter continues to ask questions. To the little girl's amazement, the water keeps on moving past the rocks in the stream. This year, the land they live on has hit a drought like no other. Even the grass closest to the stream is tan and no longer the beloved, soft green. Despite this, the two still enjoyed the day by the stream.
"Dad," the little girl persists, "Will there be any rain anytime soon?"
"Hopefully," he relays.
"That's what you always say..." his daughter sighs.
"Well, it's good to have hope. Our hope is the stream, as it is still running."
Blocking his daughter's argument, he gets up and takes a picture of the stream. When he returns, he explains to his daughter that the stream represents people and the rocks represent obstacles.
"We can have hope in knowing that no matter how many or how big the rocks are, the water will always find a way to get through. It might take a little bit, but the flow will continue. We can always help. " the dad says.
He got up and took a medium sized rock out of the water and the flow increased. More water was poured into the lake, which is where their town is located. Taking the rock out of the stream not only produced more water in the lake for their family, but the whole town.
"Ah..." she pauses to think about what her dad just told her.
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