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March 22, 2014
Farmer Erick and His Three Sons
It all began . . . Once upon a time, long, long ago on the fertile, rolling fields of the prairie in the Midwest state of Illinois. There lived Farmer Erik and his three sons: Jak, Blew, and Hanzule.
One fine, Spring morning, Farmer Erik made a request of his three sons, “Who will help me plant three rows of corn, carrots and potatoes in our family garden today?” “Not I,” replied Jak. “I must plant three rows of beanstalks today.” “Not I,” declared Blew. “I must tend to the three sheep in the meadow today.” “Not I,” responded Hanzuel. “I must hike three miles in the woods today.”
Much to the disappointment of Farmer Erik, he meandered down the garden path, by himself. He sowed three rows each of corn, carrots and potatoes in the rich soil of the family garden.
Over time, Farmer Erik made additional requests of his sons asking for help with the watering, weeding and hoeing in the family garden. Much to his dismay, Farmer Erik received the same response from Jak, Blew and Hanzuel, “Not I; not I; not I.”
As Spring turned to Summer, the three rows each of corn, carrots and potatoes grew and flourished as Farmer Erik tended to the family garden by himself.
“Soon it will be time to gather a bountiful harvest for our family table,” stated Farmer Erik to his three sons. Farmer Erik hesitantly made a third request of his sons, “Who will help me with harvesting of the corn, carrots and potatoes today?” Finally, realizing their Father was a good man, a caring Dad, and a hard working farmer who needed their support, the boys apologetically, obediently, and gratefully expressed, “I will,”replied Jak. “I will,” declared Blew. “I will,”responded Hanzuel.
With much respect, regard and admiration, for each other, Farmer Erik, Jak, Blew and Hanzuel trekked down the garden path, to harvest as a team, thankful for the clever, important and wise lesson of family cooperation.