この物語に一番合う柱は、People(人間)× Peace(平和)× Partnership(協力) です。SDGsの考え方は「People, Planet, Prosperity, Peace, Partnership」という5つのPで整理されることがあります。国連の2030アジェンダでも、人・地球・豊かさ・平和・協力が大切な軸として示されています。(The pillar that best fits this story is People × Peace × Partnership.The concept of the SDGs is sometimes organized around the “Five Ps”: People, Planet, Prosperity, Peace, and Partnership.The United Nations 2030 Agenda also presents these five ideas — people, the planet, prosperity, peace, and partnership — as important guiding principles.)
This story is an original work, inspired by the atmosphere of old fables.
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In a certain forest, there lived a small firebird.
The firebird was a very kind bird.
Whenever it saw an animal in trouble, it could not leave them alone.
If a child was crying, it would fly over.
If someone was carrying a heavy load, it would help.
That was why everyone in the forest loved the firebird.
But the firebird had one problem.
Whenever it saw someone being bullied, the flame inside its chest would grow larger.
One day,
at the squirrel’s shop, a large boar was shouting angrily.
The squirrel was bowing its small head.
The firebird saw this.
A flame flared up inside its chest.
“That is not a kind way to speak!”
The firebird flew out with great force.
Then the air in the forest suddenly became still.
The boar was startled.
The squirrel was startled.
And the firebird, too, was startled.
That night,
the firebird went to visit an old owl who lived at the edge of the forest.
The owl gently shook its long feathers and said,
“Your flame is not a bad thing.”
“But a flame can either light the way or burn what it touches.”
The firebird listened in silence.
Then the owl continued,
“The next time your flame grows large, count to three first.”
“One.”
“Two.”
“Three.”
“Then fly.”
The firebird looked puzzled.
Still, it remembered those words and returned home.
Some time later, the firebird once again came across someone in trouble.
The flame inside its chest began to grow.
But this time,
one.
two.
three.
It counted.
Then, strangely enough,
it saw paths other than “getting angry.”
A path to call for help.
A path to stay close.
A path to protect.
The flame did not disappear.
But it was no longer a flame that burned someone.
It had become a light that showed the way.
From then on, everyone in the forest began to say,
“The firebird’s flame is warm.”
And even today, the firebird flies through the sky,
carrying a small light inside its chest.