'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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