Once upon a time, there was a spring who lived happily and safely inside a pen. Although he heard many noises coming from outside, he lived believing that outside his world inside the pen, there was nothing good. Even just to think about leaving his pen made him so scared that he was quite content to spend his life compacting and stretching himself again and again inside that tiny space.
. However, one day, the ink ran out, and when the pen's owner was busy changing it, there was an accident. The spring was flung through the air and landed in the toilet drain, well out of sight. Terrified, and cursing his bad luck, the spring was flushed through the pipe after pipe, each time thinking it might be his end.
During the journey, he did not dare open his eyes out of pure fear. Nor did he ever stop crying. Swept away by the water, he traveled on and on and on, until he ended up in a river.
When the river current lost its force, and the spring could see that things had calmed down a bit, he stopped crying and listened all around him. Hearing birdsong and wind in the trees, he felt encouraged to finally open his eyes.
, crystal waters of the river, the rich green rocks of the riverbed, and all kinds of fish of many colors, whose skin seemed to dance under the sunlight.
Now he understood that the world was much greater than the space inside the pen, and that there had always been many things outside, waiting to be enjoyed.