Once upon a time there was a young boy who loved the sunshine. He loved the sunshine so much that he wanted to see every minute of it. So he woke up early one morning just before sunrise to see the beginnings. When the Sun rose he marveled in its greatness and said, "How wonderful it is to live beneath something so great as the Sun!"
The little boy now now feeling ambitious decided that he wanted to be able to make the sun rise himself, so the next morning he woke up a little bit earlier and while it was still dark he yelled at the horizon saying, " It's time for you to rise, Sun." The sun rose just the boy had requested and the boy was happy. He said to himself, "The Sun listens to me. I love the Sun and I hate the darkness."
So the next morning he woke up a little bit earlier and again he yelled at the horizon, "It's time for you to rise, Sun" and again the sun rose just the boy had requested. The boy became overjoyed by his new power. He thought to himself, "I really love the Sun, I bet if I try hard I could make the sunrise whenever I want to." So each morning the boy would wake up earlier and earlier and earlier and earlier to make the sunrise at his command.
Then one afternoon the boy thought to himself, "I'm done with the darkness. Who needs it? Not me! I'm going to get rid of every last drop of darkness. He stayed outside in the field after everyone else had left for supper and right through the evening. Then just as the Sun had decided to set and rest for the night the boy said, "Now's the time to act, I'm going to beat this darkness forever." The boy, barely able to even see the horizon in the night sky, yelled towards it and said "It's time for you to rise, Sun!" But this time the sun did not rise. The boy yelled again louder at the horizon, "It's time for you to rise, sun!" and again the sun did not rise. The boy tried again and again and again, but again and again and again the Sun did not listen to his cries.
But the boy was determined to make the sun rise. So for hours on end the boys to their yelling at the horizon tell him the Sun to rise . The boy tried so hard to make the sun rise that he stayed up all night, and finally just before dawn the boy fell into a deep sleep, as he had been up all day and all night! The boy slept so soundly that when the Sun rose for the boy he didn't even notice.
The boy slept all day and did not wake up until after dusk. When the boy woke up, seeing that he was still in darkness, he was unsure what to do. The boy thought to himself oh no, the sun has left me forever. He wasn't sure what to do so again he stayed up all night yelling at the horizon for the Sun to rise. Just as before, the sun did not rise for his pleas. Again the boy fell asleep just before dawn and again the Sun rose and the boy never saw it. And this happened again and again, day and night, for weeks and weeks, and the boy was sad because now he had gone several weeks without seeing his beloved Sun.
Not only had he not seen the Sun in weeks, but he had not seen all the things he used to see under the Sun. All of the beauty or the world that he could see before in the sunlight was now dark and dim. And the boy was afraid because he thought he had lost all of these things forever in the darkness. The boy had forgotten why he loved the Sun so much to begin with - not because he was able to control it, but because of all of the wonder the sun created which he could neither control nor explain.
Finally one night the boy had a eureka! He said to himself, "Oh no, the Sun has left me because I have yelled at it so much to rise." So the boy decided, "This night I will change my tune!" The boy decided that rather than trying to force the light instead this time he would close his eyes to the darkness, and so as night continued on the boy forced himself to sleep. Now since the boy's sleep was a little bit out of whack this was no easy task, He closed his eyes a little, but then he'd peak see darkness. Not yet, he realized. He'd close his eyes a little more, but then he'd peak again and still see darkness. The boy wanted to see the Sun so badly he became anxious again. But this time he realized more quickly his folly. He realized now he wasn't trying too hard to control the Sun, but he was trying too hard to control himself. And so at last, under the dark night sky the boy felt the cool and calm of the ground beneath him. He felt the stillness of the night and lost his fear that everything was going to be gone when he closed his eyes. Midnight struck and the boy had finally fallen asleep.
The next morning the boy woke up and he was overjoyed. The sun had come back! The boy's friends were playing in the field not from the patch where he had been sleeping each day. They came up to him and said Where have you been? We've missed you! Its been so long since we've seen you." And the boy became sad because he did miss them too, and he knew it was his fault for not seeing them for so long. But the boy simply said "Friends, I'm sorry. I wanted so much to see more of the Sun so I spent the last little while raising it. But now I realize that what I want to see its more of everything under it. And with that the boy looked at all of his friends glowing in the warmth of the afternoon and said, "We still have some sun yet, who wants to play with me?" And the boys played all day until dusk.
Finally one night the boy had a eureka! He said to himself, "Oh no, the Sun has left me because I have yelled at it so much to rise." So the boy decided, "This night I will change my tune!" The boy decided that rather than trying to force the light instead this time he would close his eyes to the darkness, and so as night continued on the boy forced himself to sleep. Now since the boy's sleep was a little bit out of whack this was no easy task, He closed his eyes a little, but then he'd peak see darkness. Not yet, he realized. He'd close his eyes a little more, but then he'd peak again and still see darkness. The boy wanted to see the Sun so badly he became anxious again. But this time he realized more quickly his folly. He realized now he wasn't trying too hard to control the Sun, but he was trying too hard to control himself. And so at last, under the dark night sky the boy felt the cool and calm of the ground beneath him. He felt the stillness of the night and lost his fear that everything was going to be gone when he closed his eyes. Midnight struck and the boy had finally fallen asleep.
The next morning the boy woke up and he was overjoyed. The sun had come back! The boy's friends were playing in the field not from the patch where he had been sleeping each day. They came up to him and said Where have you been? We've missed you! Its been so long since we've seen you." And the boy became sad because he did miss them too, and he knew it was his fault for not seeing them for so long. But the boy simply said "Friends, I'm sorry. I wanted so much to see more of the Sun so I spent the last little while raising it. But now I realize that what I want to see its more of everything under it. And with that the boy looked at all of his friends glowing in the warmth of the afternoon and said, "We still have some sun yet, who wants to play with me?" And the boys played all day until dusk.
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