Many years ago, there was an Emperor,
who was so excessively fond of new clothes,
that he spent all his money in dress.
He did not trouble himself in the least
about his soldiers; nor did he care to
go either to the theatre or the chase,
except for the opportunities then afforded
him for displaying his new clothes. He
had a different suit for each hour of
the day; and as of any other king or emperor,
one is accustomed to say, "he is sitting
in council," it was always said of him,
"The Emperor is sitting in his wardrobe."
Time passed merrily in the large town
which was his capital; strangers arrived
every day at the court. One day, two rogues,
calling themselves weavers, made their
appearance. They gave out that they knew
how to weave stuffs of the most beautiful
colors and elaborate patterns, the clothes
manufactured from which should have the
wonderful property of remaining invisible
to everyone who was unfit for the office
he held, or who was extraordinarily simple
in character. ....
So, turn off that MTV and get your children
reading the words that will deepen their
soul and exalt their spirit as well as
your own. Check out the book from the
library!