Jim, the young kangaroo, looked at his mother trembling and said, “Mammy! I feel very cold. I caught cold. Would you please carry me in your pouch to get warm?”
Mother soothed and carried him. Jim rejoiced for, his mother carried him and gave him all what he needed without exerting any effort.
This was repeated day after day. Therefore, mother took Jim to the doctor. After diagnosing Jim, the doctor realized that Jim was not sick yet, he was lazy. He did not want to work.
The doctor looked at Jim saying, “Your medicine is to move, work and expose your body to the Sun heat.”
He asked mother not to carry Jim again lest he should get sicker.
→ English translation of the story here at St-Takla.org: الكانجرو الصغير ووعكة البرد.
Many a time, I like sickness, I am lazy and idle.
Help me work and fight.
Your grace helps me to work.
I can thus say with You, O, the Only Begotten Son,
“I am working and my Father is working still.”
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