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Lutherans antagonistic

A parable

Once upon a time there was a woman, the loving mother of twins, a girl and a boy. It was her joy, her labor, and all her pain to raise them on her own.

Though they had struggled together in her womb, they were born bright and likely, a daughter of black eyes, a son of blue. She fed them at both breasts and brushed their fleecy hair. In due time the girl demanded ribbons. "Don't wanna look like him."

They walked early, talked early, and early revealed minds of equal speed and dexterity. Problem solvers. Their teachers called them "gifted."

Oh, how proud of them was their mother. Before she left for work, she stroked their cheeks and gazed into their eyes. "Love each other," she said. "I love you so much I can hardly stand it." When she returned from work she fed them the same meals at the same table. But in the meantime they fought. They made bludgeons of their words and knives of their tongues, their malice made all the more injurious by their precocity.

"Your grades are the tears of that teacher's sand-blinded eyes."


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