Once upon a time the colours of the world started to quarrel. All claimed that they were the best, the most important, the most useful, the favorite.

Green said: Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of hope. I was chosen for the grass, leaves, trees. Without me, all animals would die. Look out over the countryside and you will see I am in the majority.

Blue interrupted: You only think about the Earth, but consider the sky and sea. It is the water that is basis of live and drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea. 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 to 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 not be no fun.

Orange started next to blow her temper: I am the colour of health and strength. I amy be scarce but I am precious for I serve the needs of human live. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangos and pawpaws. I do not 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 to any of you.

Red could stand it no longer. He shouted out: I am the ruler of all of you! I am blood! Lifes blood! I am the colour of danger and bravery. I am willing to fight a cause. I bring fire to the blood! I am the colour of passion and of love, the red roses, the poppy and poinsettia. Without me, the earth would be as empty as the moon.

Purple rose up to 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 a sign of authority and wisdom. People do not question me, they listen and obey.

Finaly, Indigo spoke, much more quietly then all the others, but with just as much determination: Think of me. I am the colour of silence. You hardly notice me, but without me you all become superficial.I represent thoughts and reflection, twilight and deep water. You need me for balance and contrast, for prayer and inner space.

And so all the colours went on boasting and quarreling, each convinced of their own superiority. Soon, their quarreling became louder and louder. Suddenly there was a startling flash of bright lightening! Thunder rolled and boomed! Rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colours crouched down in fear drawing close to one another for comfort. In the midst of the clamor, RAIN began to speak: You foolish colours, fighting amongst yourselves, each trying to dominate the rest. Don t you know you were each made for a special purpose, unique and different? Join hands with one another and come to me.

Doing as they were told, the colours united and joined hands. The rain continued: From now on, when it rains, each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of colours as a reminder that you can all live in peace.
The rainbow is a sign of hope for tomorrow.

And so, whenever a good rain washes the world, and a rainbow appears in the sky, let us remember to appreciate one another.

Author Unknown

Based on a Native American Legend