“Ma,” asked the little girl, scampering after her mother, “What’s Good Friday?”

“It’s the day Jesus died on the cross!” said the mother as she smiled at her daughter’s widening eyes, knowing what the next question would be.

“If Jesus died on the cross, how can it be a good day ma?” asked the child.

Something I’ve noticed abroad, and hardly ever here, are people moving aside to give another the right of way. It could be anyone standing on the aisle inside a store, and when someone walks towards them, he or she doesn’t have to edge past, but the person in their path moves to a side, because the other has the right of way.

But have you seen what happens here? Just drive by a bus stop. Each person standing there, moves farther and farther onto the road to catch the first glimpse of the soon to arrive bus, and if you drive by, you won’t have anyone moving back, oh no, you are expected to steer your vehicle onto the opposite lane, into the path of an approaching car, risk your life, and those in the other car, while all the while this lot will stand steadfastly rooted to their spot.

As I hear with sadness about more and more of our youth getting addicted to drugs and alcohol, I remember the story of two fish moving along the water together and who come across what looks like a huge cave. “Let’s go in and explore,” says the smaller of the two fish gleefully. “It could be dangerous!” warns the second. “I’m going,” says the first little fish and swims right into the shark’s mouth, which clamps shut as soon as the little fish is in.

A secular choir in Bombay, one of the oldest in India, suddenly had a piquant situation. They were invited to sing for a program which was in praise to a particular god. The committee immediately accepted with the exception of one lone member who said that his community, which formed the major part of the choir, but was represented in a miniscule way in the committee, could not sing.

“Why?” one of the committee members asked, “We sing in your churches don’t we? We sing your hymns and classics?”

With the internet reigning supreme and the media slowly moving into petrified silence, leaders the world over, find that telling a lie convincingly, makes it believable. “People don’t know what to believe anymore!” said a teacher who worked in a newly begun school for liars, “So we teach leaders to lie so convincingly, it becomes the truth! First the uttered lie is washed thoroughly of any extra trappings, like filthy words or tone, then we add spoonful’s of convincing rhetoric, a touch of genuine voice, gentle hand gestures, and voila, this mixture brings immediate belief!”