Once upon a time, in a magical land, there was a young prince named Eland who lived in a grand palace with his parents, the king and queen. Eland was known to be a very curious and adventurous boy, who would often wander off into the surrounding forest, exploring the vast terrain that surrounded his palace.
One day, while the young prince was wandering in the forest, he stumbled upon a beautiful white rose that was unlike any flower he had ever seen before. As he knelt down to smell the sweet fragrance of the rose, a magical fairy appeared before him.
“Hello, young prince,” the fairy said, “I am Metantimonic, the fairy of the enchanted flowers.”
Eland was amazed by the fairy’s beauty and asked her a thousand questions about her magic, her fairyland, and her power. The fairy was pleased with the young prince’s curiosity, and she granted him a magical gift. She gave him a seed of a magical rose that, when planted, would bloom into a flower that would grant the prince his heart’s desires.
The prince was overjoyed and ran back to the palace to show his parents his new gift. The king and queen, on seeing the seed, were very happy for their son and immediately ordered the head gardener to plant the seed in the palace garden.
Days passed, and the prince eagerly waited for his magical rose to bloom. But to his surprise, nothing grew from the seed. Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, and still, nothing happened. The prince was disheartened and confused. He had kept his expectations so high that he ultimately realized that maybe he will never see the magical flower. He was thinking to visit the fairy again, but he knew that he could never venture so far from the palace without his parents’ permission.
The young prince felt as if he had just lost something precious, and everyone around him could see that he was very sad. His parents did everything in their power to cheer him up, but nothing seemed to be enough.
Eventually, the young prince realized that his gift from the fairy was not so much about a magical flower but more about the joy he felt when he received the seed. The gift had given him something to look forward to, and it had brought him an immense amount of happiness.
Eland learned that sometimes, the value of a gift is not just in what it brings but also in the anticipation and the hope it creates. And while he may never have seen the magical flower bloom, he had received the best gift of all: the gift of joy and happiness.
From that day on, Eland continued to wander into the forest, but this time, he did so with a renewed sense of wonder and curiosity. He carried the memory of the magical seed that had once brought him so much excitement, and it continued to inspire him to explore the world around him.
Moral: The value of a gift is not the gift itself but the hope and anticipation it creates. We should learn to appreciate not only the material things we receive but also the feelings and emotions these gifts provoke within us. True happiness lies in the joy of simple things.