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Pencil:I'm sorry....
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made
a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my
mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and
smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to
do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even
though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new
one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate
seeing you sad.
I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very
inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are
the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their
mistakes. Sometimes along the way... they get hurt, and become smaller
(older, and eventually pass on). Though their children will eventually
find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they
do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones
worrying, or sad.
This is for all
parents out there.....
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made
a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my
mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and
smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to
do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even
though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new
one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate
seeing you sad.
I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very
inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are
the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their
mistakes. Sometimes along the way... they get hurt, and become smaller
(older, and eventually pass on). Though their children will eventually
find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they
do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones
worrying, or sad.
This is for all
parents out there.....
yes i always think to this subject. i dont want leave my parents & i believe this is my dutyPencil:I'm sorry....
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made
a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my
mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and
smaller each time.
Eraser: That's true. But I don't really mind. You see, I was made to
do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even
though one day, I know I'll be gone and you'll replace me with a new
one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate
seeing you sad.
I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very
inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are
the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their
mistakes. Sometimes along the way... they get hurt, and become smaller
(older, and eventually pass on). Though their children will eventually
find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they
do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones
worrying, or sad.
This is for all
parents out there.....
