Once upon a time, there was an orchard where two trees lived side by side: a lime and a mandarin tree. The mandarin tree always received many visitors; children were always around it.
Source: Apostila Lar Fabiano de Cristo
They could come there after playing... After coming back from school... After they finished their dinner...
The children loved grabbing mandarin from the tree and eating it.
The lime tree, which was located near by, felt quite sad.
No one wanted to come near it. The children didn’t even look at it, as they would always just have their eyes for the mandarin tree.
Well… Limes are quite sour!
And the limes keep being forgotten at the tree until they putrefy... or until when the cook remembers to get some limes to temper the meet or the salad. But there was a lime who could not accept living this way. It wanted to be just as sweet as a mandarin.
One day there was a heavy shower going on. The wind got much stronger and pulled the lime away from the tree. The lime felt from it into the mandarin tree.
The lime felt a bit scared. In the meantime, it realized it was located right next to a very chubby mandarin.
The little lime felt so happy! There in the mandarin tree, it could look as if it was a mandarin. It so wanted to be admired by the others who passed by the mandarin tree.
The lime tried to make itself comfortable into the tree. It was able to find a spot next to a leaf. It then stayed into the tree, looking like a mandarin.
Two days later, the little lime was picked off the tree, together with other mandarins, by the mistress of the house. The fruit were placed inside a beautiful fruit bowl on the dining table.
No one was able to guess the little lime was there, in the middle of the mandarins.
On that night, the little lime was taken from the fruit bowl by the youngest child of the family. He tried to eat it, but found it too sour. The lime was then thrown into the bin, together with the remains of food and coffee powder. There it was; the life of the little lime ended. It didn’t accept itself the way it was. It was not even able to find out its real value: its natural benefits and curative properties.
Translation: Carolina von Scharten, London, Sir William Crookes Spiritist Society linked to BUSS - The British Union of Spiritist Societies.