The tale of onion

THE TALE OF THE ONION.

 ONCE THERE WAS A GARDEN FULL OF VEGETABLES AND FRUIT TREES.  LIKE SITTING IN THE SHADOW OF THE TREES.  BUT ONE GOOD DAY, SOME SPECIAL ONIONS BEGAN TO BE BORN.  EACH ONE HAD A DIFFERENT COLOR;  RED, YELLOW, ORANGE, PURPLE ... THE COLORS WERE STUNNING, LIKE THE COLOR OF A LOOK OR A BEAUTIFUL MEMORY.

 AFTER SEVERAL INVESTIGATIONS, IT TURNED OUT THAT EVERY ONION HAD A PRECIOUS STONE INSIDE THE SAME HEART.  THIS HAD A TOPAZ, ANOTHER A RUBY, ANOTHER AN EMERALD ... BUT FOR SOME INCOMPRISIBLE REASON IT STARTED TO SAY THAT IT WAS DANGEROUS, INADEQUATE AND EVEN SHAME.  TOTAL THAT THE BEAUTIFUL ONIONS HAD TO BEGIN TO HIDE THEIR GEMSTONE WITH LAYERS, EACH TIME DARKER AND UGLY, TO HIDE HOW THEY WERE INSIDE.

 UNTIL BECOMING VULGAR ONIONS AND EVEN OTHERS, THEY OPTED TO HIDE IN THE EARTH AGAIN.  A WISE MAN WHO LIKED TO SIT IN THE SHADOW OF THE ORCHARD PASSED BY THERE AND WHO UNDERSTOOD THE LANGUAGE OF ONIONS, STARTED TALKING TO EACH ONE OF THEM AND ASKED THEM:

 SAGE: WHY DON'T YOU SHOW YOURSELF AS YOU ARE ON THE INSIDE?

 SOME ANSWERED: BECAUSE THEY FORCED ME TO BE LIKE THAT ...

 OTHERS ... I DON'T KNOW, BUT THEY TAUGHT ME TO LOOK LIKE OTHERS ...

 OTHERS ... BECAUSE THE REJECTION HURTS ME ...

 EVERYONE AGREED THAT THE LAYERS WERE PUTTING OTHER "NORMAL" LAYERS ON THEM AND EVEN THEY WERE DOING IT TO AVOID THEY LABELING THEM AS SOMETHING "RARE"

 THE WISE BEGIN TO CRY, THINKING ABOUT THE "ATROCITY" THAT WAS BEING EATEN WITH SUCH VALUABLE ONIONS AND WHEN PEOPLE SAW HIM CRYING, THEY THOUGHT THAT CRYING BEFORE THE ONIONS WAS WISE.  THAT'S WHY FROM THAT DAY, EVERYONE CRIES WHEN AN ONION OPENS ITS HEART TO US.