This story concerns a young man whose son was born recently and was the first time I felt the experience of being a dad.
this character will be called Alberto and his heart ruled the joy and feelings of love that flowed in abundance within your being.
So he decided to go to a forest and wanted to hear the singing of birds and enjoy the beauty. He walked calmly breathing in the humidity in these places, when suddenly he saw perched on a branch to an eagle that surprised by the beauty of their plumage.
The eagle also had the joy of receiving their young and was intended to reach the nearest river, catch a fish and bring it to its nest as food, it meant a great responsibility to raise and train their eagles to meet the challenges that life offers.
Eagle noting the presence of Alberto stared at him and asked, "Where are you going good man?, I see the joy in your eyes" as Albert said, "is that my son was born and came into the forest to enjoy, but I'm a little confused"
Eagle insisted: "Hey, what will you do with your son?" Alberto
answered: "Ah, now and from now on, whenever I will protect, will feed you and never let it get cold. I will make sure you have everything you need, and every day I will who cover for inclement weather, I will defend it from enemies you may have and never let go difficult situations.
not allow my child to spend as I spent needs, never let that happen, because I'm here, that he never strives for nothing "
And finally added:" I like his father, I will be strong as a bear, and the power of my arms will surround you, hug him and never let anyone or anything disturb him. "
The eagle could not get over his astonishment, listened astonished and could not believe what he heard. Then, breathing very deeply and shaking her huge plumage, looked at him and said:
"Listen to me good man. When I received the mandate of nature to sit my children, I also received a mandate to build my nest a nest comfortable, safe, well-protected from predators, but also I have many branches with thorns and you know why? because even when these bones are covered with feathers, some day, when my chicks have fledged and are heavy to fly, will disappear all this comfort, and they can no longer dwell on the thorns, that will force them to build their own nest. The whole valley is for them, provided they have their own effort to conquer all, its mountains, its rivers full of fish and meadows full of rabbits
If I like a bear hug, will stifle their aspirations and desires to be themselves, destroy irremisiblemente su individualidad y haría de ellos individuos indolentes, sin ánimo de luchar, ni alegría de vivir. Tarde que temprano lloraría mi error, pues ver a mis aguiluchos convertidos en ridículos representantes de su especie me llenaría de remordimiento y gran vergüenza, pues tendría que cosechar la impertinencia de mis actos, viendo a mi descendencia imposibilitada para tener sus propios triunfos, fracasos y errores, porque yo quise resolver todos sus problemas.
"Yo, amigo mío", dijo el águila, podría jurarte que después de Dios he de amar a mis hijos por sobre todas las cosas, pero también he de prometer que nunca seré su cómplice en la superficialidad of their immaturity, I understand your youth, but no part of its excesses, I have to strive to know their qualities, but also its shortcomings and never allow myself to be abused for the sake of this love that we profess. "
The eagle stopped and Alberto did not know what to say, it was confused, and as he walked in deep thought, which, with great majesty flew up and disappeared into the horizon,
Alberto started to walk while staring at the foliage dry scattered on the floor, just thinking how wrong I was and the terrible mistake that was going to commit to give your son a bear hug.
Comforted, continued walking, I just thought to get home, with love to hold your baby, thinking that would embrace only for seconds, as the small beginning to feel the need for his own freedom to move your legs and arms, with no protector Bear prevent it.
From that day Alberto began to be the best parent.
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