Tale of Ten Finger Meeting This is my father story when I was five to six years old. About the meeting of ten finger of our hand. My father says :
There was a time when you were at your mother stomach, all of your finger make a meeting of who’s that will go with you to see the world. Both of little fingers says “Kill the middle fingers because they were too long.”
The middle fingers reciprocating “kill the little fingers because they were too short”
The ring fingers say “we were agreed with middle fingers ‘cause the short can’t reach anything”
The tumbs say “we were agreed with little finger ‘cause the long is far of the hand as our motherland”
Then all the finger seen have to give their business to forefingers, the wisest one, “All finger have right to life and serve their master, and that’s the way we will go out with our master”
Long times I realize the fight at the meeting is still taking place. Little finger is an angry peoples, middle fingers is an cruel master, ring fingers is the dogs around the master, the tumb the master that’s have lost their power and their peoples. The middle finger is the wisest man that’s has courage to say the truth, the lost one at our time.
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