Colous of friendship

Once upon a time, the colours of the world started to quarrel. All of them claimed that they were the best. The most important. The most useful. The favourite.
Green said: "Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of life and of hope. I was chosen for grass, trees and leaves. Without me, all the animals would di. Look over the countryside and you will see that I am in the majority."
Blue interrupted: "You only think about the earth. Consider the sky and the sea. It is water, drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea, that is the basis of life. The sky gives space and peace and serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing."
Yellow chuckled. "You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow. Every time you look at a sunflower, the whole world starts to smile. Without me, there would be no fun."
Orange was the next to blow her trumpet. "I am the colour of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious for I serve the needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangoes and papayas."
"I don't hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought of any of you."
Red could no longer sand it all so he shouted out: "I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood - life's blood! I am the colour of danger and bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause. I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be as empty as the moon. I am the colour of passion and love, the red rose, the poinsettia and the poppy."
Purple rose up to fill his full height: he was very tall and spoke with great pomp. "I am the colour of royalty and power. Kings, chiefs and bishops have always chosen me for I am the sign of authority and wisdom. Ppl do not question me! They listen and obey."
Finally, Indigo spoke, much more quietly than all the others, but just as much determination. "Think of me. I am the colour of silence. You hardly noticed me, but without me, all of you become superficial. I represent thought and reflection, twilight and deep water. You need me for balance and contrast, for prayer and inner peace."
And so the colours continued to boast, each convinced of his or her own superiority. Their quarreling became louder and louder. Suddenly, there was a startling flash of lightning. Thunder rolled and boomed and rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colours crouched down in fear, drawing close to another for comfort.
In the midst of the clamour, rain began to speak: "You foolish colours, fighting amongst yourselves and trying to dominate the rest. Don't you know that you were made for a special purpose, unique and different? Join hands with one another and come to me."
With heads bowed, the colours reached out to each other. Rain continued: "From now on, whenever it rains, each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of colour as a reminder that you can all live in peace. The rainbow is a sign of hope for tomorrow."
And so, after a good shower has washed the world and a rainbow appears in the sky, let us remember to appreciate one another.