By Sister Geraldine Garbarino
Once upon a time there were three Billy goats. One was very small, one was middle-sized, and one was very large. They were all named Gruff.
One day they decided to go over to the other hillside where the grass was green and tender. So they hopped into their station wagon. In order to get to the hillside they had to cross a bridge over deep water. They did not know that an ugly Troll lived under that bridge, on the split in two islands in the Caribbean Sea. As soon as the station wagon began over the bridge, the Troll stopped it. “Who is driving across my bridge?” the Troll demanded. “We are going to the other side where the grass is greener,” the goats replied. “No,” roared the Troll. “If you do I’m going to eat you up.”
But Billy Goat started up the engine in the station wagon and knocked the Troll over the bridge. The Troll dropped and fell into the deep, deep river below never to be seen again. The Three Billy Goats Gruff drove across the bridge, and enjoyed the hillside where the grass was green and tender. It was a good day for a round of golf, and they lived happily ever after.
So you see, when you do not treat others as you would want to be treated, you will be the loser in the end. But if you are kind to others, that kindness will be returned to you. Possessing something that does not belong to you is wrong.