'The Balloon': A Letter



My little friends,

I’m back once again to share with you all the experiences that I had with a balloon a few years back. Well, it was long ago that I had a beautiful balloon with me. The elders were always trying to rebuke me. You know why? Because they thought that the pretty balloon might have been burst with such stress and strain from my end. I was super happy with that. It was a big beautiful balloon. It became my world for those couple of days. I can still see it in my vision right now.

Then, on the second day, the elders’ words came true. Yes, that dear, that sweet, that big and beautiful balloon got burst while I was playing with it. I began to cry. They tried to soothe me. They tried to comfort me. Still, none could stop my tears. Hence, it is advisable, O my little friends, that we all should listen to and respect our elders. We should be caring. We must learn the acts of sharing. Yes, sharing is caring.

I really didn’t mean to hurt you. Well, you know what? We must learn how to listen to our elders patiently. The more patience you have, the happier will you be in life.

Thank you so much for your time, my little friends.

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