Once upon a time the colors of the world started the quarrel
all claimed that they were best.
The
most important.
The
most useful.
The
favorite.
Green said, “Clearly I’m most important. I am the sign of
life and of hope. I was chosen for grass, trees, and leaves. Without me, all
animals would die. Look over the countryside and you will see that I am in the
majesty.”
Blue interrupted, “You only think about the earth, but
consider the sky and the sea. It is the water that is the basis of life and
drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea. The sky gives space and peace and
serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing.”
Yellow chuckled, “You all so serious. I bring laughter,
gaiety, and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, and
the stars are yellow. Every time look at a sunflower, the whole world stars to
smile. Without me there would be no fun.”
Orange stated next to blow her trumpet, “I am the color of
health and the strength. I may be scare, but I am precious for I serve the
needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots,
pumpkins, oranges, mangoes, and papayas. I don’t hang around all the time, but
when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one
gives another thought to any of you.”
Red could stand it no
longer he shouted out, “I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood-life’s blood!
I am the color of the danger and of bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause.
I bring fire into the blood. Without me the earth would be as empty as the
moon. I am the color of the passion and of love, the red rose, the poinsettia
and the poppy.”
Purple rose up to his full height. He was very tall and
spoke with great pomp, “I am the color of royalty and power. Kings, chiefs, and
bishops have always chosen me for I am the sign of authority and wisdom. People
do not question me! They listen and obey.”
Finally indigo spoke, much more quietly then all the others,
but with just as much determination: “Think of me. I am the color of silence.
You hardly notice me, but without me you become superficial. I represent though
and reflection, twilight and deep water. You need me for balance and contrast,
for prayer and inner peace.”
And so the colors went to boasting, each convinced of his or
her own superiority. Their quarreling became lauder and lauder. Suddenly, there
was a startling of flash of bright lightening thunder rolled and boomed. Rain
started to pour down relentlessly. The colors crouched down in fear, drawing
close to one another for comfort.
In the middle of the quarrel, rain began to speak, “You
foolish colors, fighting amongst yourselves, each trying to dominate the rest.
Don’t you know that you were each made for a special purpose, unique and
different? Join hands with one another and come to me.”
Doing as they were told, the colors united and joined hands
and became a beautiful rainbow.
