Once in a place with abundant
water and beautiful mountains as far as the eye can see, in a
simpler time then we have today, there lived a man named Amado.
The wonderful place he lived in was called Mexico. Amado had been
an orphan since the day he after his birth. His parents had loved
him dearly, but they were forced to give up their precious child.
The government had claimed that their shelter, a humble, run-down
shed meant to hold no more then a few gardening tools, was an
unacceptable place for a child to live. So they took baby Amado,
whose real birth name is unknown to this day, and brought him to
an orphanage. The workers there gave him the name Amado which
means beloved, because they had heard of how his parents had love
him so. He was a beautiful child, but no one in the small village
could afford another mouth to feed. So Amado grew up in the
orphanage for 7 years. When he could bear it no longer, he snuck
away in the middle of the night and ran into the dark, not
knowing where he would end up.
"Eggs for sale! Whitest in
town! Get 'em before their gone!" cried a man with a basket of
ten eggs or so.
"Donkey rides! Take 'em
wherever you please! Cheapest you'll find around here!" cried
another seller, this one standing in front of a stable with 5
donkeys in it.
"Freshly cut flowers! Get them
and give them!" a third person, this one holding a huge bundle of
These are the sounds that
Amado woke up to the next day. He had been running for quite some
time the night before and he had stopped to rest in an alley way.
He now opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and for the first
time that he knew of, he smiled. Yes, he was happy that he had
made it out of that dreadful orphanage that made him feel like a
prisoner all those years, but Amado was smiling because he had
come up with a plan. He slowly got to his feet and made his way
over to the man selling eggs.
"Morning mister" he said,
"Can't talk kid, gotta sell"
replied the egg man. He was usually much harsher when he was
trying to sell and people, especially kids, were distracting him.
But Amado was such a handsome fellow that something in his heart
wouldn't let him scold this boy.
"Well I'm buying" Amado stated
happily and triumphantly.
The seller stopped in his
"Are you now? Well, have you
got the money? What's your offer?" the seller
Amado bargained with the man
until they settled on a deal. The eggs were paid for with money
stolen from the orphanage. But Amado hated that place so much; it
didn't hurt him when he spent the pesos. Now he took the basket
from the man and walked with the crowd. Amado found just what he
was aiming to find when he did this- homes. He looked over the
gates and through foliage to see what kinds of animals the people
had. Finally he found a farm with no chickens. Amado went up to
the door and knocked. A kind looking woman answered the
"Well hello there little boy!
Is there something I can do for you?" see asked, smiling all the
"Hello miss. I was just
wondering if you would be interested in some of these fine eggs
I've got here" Amado stated, holding up the basket.
"Well now, let me see" the
woman said. She looked in the basket and pushed the eggs around
slightly to get a good look at each one. Amado gave her the
sweetest face he could make.
"These eggs do look dandy.
Could you sell them for 5 pesos?" the kindly woman
"Well, I was hoping for more,
but I suppose since they are going to such a nice lady, I could
sell them for that" Amado said.
That was Amado's first of many
buying's and selling's. He did this type of
thing until he was 15. He had
now earned enough money to go out and buy a small farm. However,
Amado's sales did not stop there. He continued buying and selling
all he pleased. But one day, while he was at the Market Place, a
beggar woman and two small children came up to him.
"Please sir; we have seen what
you do. You buy things from one and sell them to another for
more. That is a wise thing to do. Surely you must have money to
spare" the woman begged.
Her children, one boy about 8
and a girl about 5, stood behind her looking at the
ground. All 3 were dressed in
ragged clothes. Amado could not help but give them the pesos he
had earned that day.
"Too kind. You are much too
kind" the woman said, smiling and thanking him.
Amado felt good about giving
to people who were in need. Now every time he saw that family of
3, he gave them large sums of money, more then he could afford.
He knew he had to pay to provide for himself as well, but he was
too caring to not give these people all that he could. One day,
however, when he went to give to the woman, he realized she was
"What's wrong?" Amado
"They want to take my
children! Oh, I simply can't bear it!" the woman
Amado's past flashed before
his eyes. He had not thought of the orphanage for a while now.
But that only made seeing these memories worse. He quickly had an
answer for the woman.
"I will get some things that
people are in need of for you to sell. Surely you could sell them
for more if you tell people about your situation. Just whatever
you do, don't let anyone take your children!" Amado
The woman promised him this
and thanked him more then she ever had. She appeared to be truly
thankful and in need of what Amado was providing… but was
Amado was a caring and giving
man, but he could be sneaky when he needed to. He managed to
steal several apples, bananas, carrots, beans, eggs, fish and
bread. He also obtained some flowers, blankets and pottery. By
the time he had this all nicely set up in a basket, it was dark
outside. Amado planned to leave as early as possible so the
family could sell these goods right away. He got up at the crack
of dawn, dressed and was off to the Market Place by
Amado lived rather far away
from the Market Place, and today he was in a hurry. So he took
the short cut through the meadow. While he was walking on the
path, he was lost in his imagination. He was thinking of how
happy he would make the poor family. While Amado was lost in his
imagination, he failed to see what was right in front of him- an
old well. Not paying attention, he tripped and fell inside of
When he opened his eyes he was
laying on the grassy ground of the meadow. For a moment Amado
figured he must have hit his head on the hard stone floor of the
well, and he was now hallucinating. But when he sat up he saw two
ghostly figures before him. Amado did not even have to question
them to see who they were, he could just tell. These two people
before Amado were the ghosts of his parents!
"Amado, look into the well.
Look into the well, my son" the two said in unison.
Amado did as he was told. He
got up and leaned over the top of the well to get a good look at
the inside. There he saw something magical. He was looking at the
family he had been giving money to all this time. Amado reached
out to touch the woman, but his hand went right through her. He
looked up at his parents, as if to say "What is going
"What you see in the well is
not real, Amado" his mother told him.
"Those are not the real people
you have been giving money to, it is only an image" his father
"Look closely and you will see
the truth" the two said at once. After that was stated, they
vanished before Amado's eyes.
He wanted to call out to them,
but he didn't. He could feel their presence.
Amado knew they were still
there. Slowly, Amado walked over to the well and looked inside
once more. What he saw shocked him. The scene before him showed
what had been bought with the money he gave the family of 3. They
were not poor at all! All of his money was just more for them to
spend on foolish things. They lived in a deluxe farm, with dozens
of animals, and had fancy clothes, furniture, and food. Seeing
that, Amado knew what he had to do.
Amado continued on his way to
the Market Place. When he saw the family, he kept walking. He
also did not answer to their calls. While he walked through the
crowd, he spotted bunches of other families who were actually
poor. Amado had never seen them before because he was so focused
on the other family. He gave all that was in the basket away and
he invited all of the poor people to come stay with him in this
house until they no longer needed to. And from that time on,
Amado was truly happy because he could help the poor without
making himself poor, and he knew that his parents had loved
And it is said that one of the
poorest women that stayed with Amado had stitched a sampler for
him in return for his kindness. The sampler had
burden is an empty pocket.