Story about Peace. The dice that pacified my board

The stories are great transmitters of values, so it can be a fantastic tool to explain to children abstract concepts such as Peace, Happiness or Love. Through this story, your child will understand in followed what is Peace and why it is important. Explain the message of the story and encourage him

The stories are great transmitters of values, so it can be a fantastic tool to explain to children abstract concepts such as Peace, Happiness or Love.

Through this story, your child will understand in followed what is Peace and why it is important. Explain the message of the story and encourage him to ask questions and think about this concept.

A die capable of bringing peace in the middle of a battle

'I did not know it, but the black and white tiles of my favorite game were hated to death. Every night, while I slept, they fought for the only multicolored square on the board, which White arrived following the path of white squares that crossed his kingdom, and the blacks following another path of black squares that crossed his.

That fight so close seemed to have no end, so Mr. Dado proposed the final game: the leaders of each side would face each other, and the winner would keep the multicolored box forever. "To avoid cheating," added Dado, "both will spend the previous night isolated and guarded by me. I will take them to your departure box. So much pain had left in the chips that fierce war, that they did not hesitate to accept the proposal of the old and wise Mr. Dado, who, at nightfall, took both chips to a secret place on the board. They were expecting some kind of prize or speech but, to their surprise, they only found two paint buckets, one white and one black.

- You will change your colors tonight, and tomorrow you will play the game with the color that you have always faced. You have the same shape, and it only changes your color, so nobody will notice; but you can not tell anyone either.

The chips obeyed surprised, and the next day they traveled until they reached the exit box of each of the roads.

The black chip, all of it painted white, crossed the realm of white chips between applause and shouts of encouragement, without anyone knowing that they were cheering for the best of the black chips. Wherever he went, he received flowers, gifts, and signs of affection from big and small tokens. Seeing the illusion generated by winning that square, the black chip discovered that the kingdom of the white tiles was not so different from theirs, even if they were of opposite colors. The game started, and on their thrilling journey through the little white space through the rival kingdom, the black chip felt a little less black. Until, arriving at the end of the game, when it was so close that the last square could be seen,

the black chip did not remember any reason to detest the white chips

. Then she found herself face to face with the white token, all of it painted black, and she felt a strong desire to embrace her like one of her sisters. The white chip, who had experienced something very similar in his trip through the country of black chips, felt the same. And, forgetting the game, both advanced to the multicolored box to merge into a big hug. Almost nobody understood what had happened, but it did not matter. All had so much desire for peace, they did not hesitate to throw themselves into the multicolored box to continue hugging each other and celebrate the end of the war.Since then, every night, the multicolored box is filled with black and white pieces, and the two cubes of paint put there by Mr. Dado, so that those who want to see the world with the eyes of others can do so whenever they want '

Pedro Pablo Sacristán

Storyteller