By Bill Conley
Moral to the Story;
A humble heart is brave enough to say “I’m sorry” when it’s wrong and gentle
enough to say “I forgive you” when others make mistakes. Holding on to pride
only keeps us apart from those we love. But when we choose kindness over
stubbornness, hearts can heal and friendships grow stronger. Even the smallest
apology can fix the biggest hurt when it comes from the heart.
Fiona
the Fox Learns to Say Sorry
Fiona the Fox was clever, fast, and
full of sass.
She loved to play games, tell stories, and lead all the animals on fun
adventures in the forest.
But there was one thing Fiona didn’t like to do—say sorry.
One breezy afternoon, Fiona was
playing tag with her best friend, Benny the Badger.
They zigzagged through the trees, laughing and shouting.
But Fiona wanted to win—no matter what.
“Tag! You’re it!” she shouted,
leaping across a log.
Benny tripped over a branch as he tried to keep up.
Thud! He landed hard and scraped his paw.
“Ow!” Benny cried, holding his paw.
Fiona skidded to a stop, but instead
of checking on him, she rolled her eyes.
“You’re fine! Don’t be a baby,” she said with a huff.
Benny’s eyes filled with tears.
“I’m not a baby,” he said quietly. “That really hurt, Fiona.”
Fiona turned her head. She didn’t
want to admit she’d been wrong.
She didn’t mean to hurt him—but she didn’t want to say sorry either.
“I didn’t do anything,” she
muttered, and she walked away.
Benny limped home without saying
another word.
That night, Fiona curled up in her
den, but she couldn’t sleep.
She kept thinking about Benny’s sad face.
Her heart felt heavy, like it was carrying a rock.
The next morning, she saw Benny
sitting alone near the pond.
Usually, he’d wave and invite her over. But today, he just stared at the water.
Fiona tried to act normal. “Hi,
Benny!” she said cheerfully.
Benny didn’t look up.
Fiona’s smile faded.
She sat down beside him quietly.
“I… I was just playing,” she said,
hoping he’d forgive her.
Benny didn’t answer.
Fiona looked at her paws. “I guess I
wasn’t being very kind.”
Still, Benny said nothing.
Fiona’s ears drooped. She finally
whispered, “I’m sorry, Benny. I was mean. I didn’t check if you were okay. And
I should have. I’m really, really sorry.”
Benny turned slowly.
His eyes weren’t angry. Just sad.
“You really hurt my feelings,” he said.
Fiona nodded. “I know. And I don’t
like how it made you feel. I don’t like how it made me feel either.”
Benny was quiet for a moment. Then
he gave a small smile.
“I forgive you.”
Fiona’s tail twitched with relief.
“Really?” she asked.
“Really,” said Benny. “Friends make
mistakes. But real friends say sorry. And real friends forgive.”
Fiona beamed. “Thank you, Benny.”
They sat together for a long time,
watching the water ripple and the ducks paddle by.
Later that day, Fiona had an idea.
She ran home and made a little card
with a big red heart on it.
Inside, she wrote: “I’m sorry. You’re my best friend, and I love playing
with you. Let’s always be kind.”
She left it outside Benny’s burrow
with a shiny acorn tied in a ribbon—his favorite snack.
The next morning, Fiona woke up to
find a flower on her doorstep with a note that said: “Forgiven and friends
forever.”
Fiona smiled so big her cheeks hurt.
From that day on, Fiona still led
adventures, told jokes, and played fast games—but she also learned to pause,
check in, and say sorry when needed.
Because Fiona the Fox had learned
that a sorry is not a weakness, but a way to make hearts whole again.
Moral
to the story Poem:
A heart
that’s kind will always try,
To fix the hurt and not pass by.
A sorry said and a hug that’s tight,
It can make a sad day turn out right.
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