One morning, a little penguin, hoping to escape his feelings of littleness, swam out to an iceberg.
As he hopped onto the berg to bask in the sun, he imagined life as a powerful giant…
…but soon fell asleep and dreamt about being small.
Around midday, he woke to find he’d floated far out to sea.
Strangely enough, the iceberg seemed much smaller now. Must be that warm sun, he thought…
Or maybe—just maybe—I wished so hard that my wish actually came true!
An incredible notion, but he wanted to believe. So as the ice continued to shrink…
…in his mind, he kept on growing…
…and for the first time in his life, he experienced a sense of power in both body and spirit.
However, by late afternoon, the ice had dwindled to a mere cake hardly big enough for his feet.
Finally, our penguin accepted the painful truth.
He felt quite stupid then…and angry at himself.
But he didn’t have time to indulge such feelings. He had to swim back to land before nightfall.
And so he did—fighting that old familiar sense of weakness all the way.
Afterwards, he said to himself, “I didn’t know I had such strength…
“Maybe there’s more about myself that I don’t know.”
Thus began his self-exploration.
If knowledge is indeed power…
…then the joyous truth is: he eventually grew to become a truly powerful penguin.
© 2018, Michael R. Patton
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