This is the story of a pencil and eraser.

Pencil: I’m sorry.

Eraser: I’m sorry for what? You did not do anything wrong.

Pencil: I apologize for making you hurt. Every time I make a mistake, you will always be there to remove it. But every time you make a mistake disappears, you lose part of yourself. You will be getting smaller and smaller all the time.

Removal: That is right. But I have absolutely no reservations. You see, I was created to do just that. Created me to always help you every time you make a mistake. Although one day, I knew that I would go and you will replace me with a new one. I’m really happy with my role. So please, you do not need to worry. I do not like to see you sad

I found the story of a conversation between the pencil and the eraser really inspiring.

Our parents like the eraser while we like the pencil. They (parents) are always there for their children, fix their children.

Sometimes, over time … They will be hurt and will become increasingly smaller (In this case, means getting older and eventually die).

Although their children will eventually find someone new (husband or wife), but parents will always continue to feel happy for what they did to her children and will always feel like when you see their beloved baby feel worried or sad .

“Until today, I still always be the pencil .. And it was very painful to me to see the eraser or my parents grew” small “and” small “as time passes. And I know that one day one day, which left is “shredded” the eraser and the memories I’ve ever went through and had with them … “

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