Mistake
Pencil : I am sorry
Eraser : For What..? You did not do
anything wrong.
Pencil : I am sorry because you get hurt
because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you are always there to erase it. But
as you make my mistake vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and
smaller each time….
Eraser : That’s true. But I do not 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 – teachers are like the eraser
whereas their children – students are the pencil. They are always there for
their children – students 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, new teacher), but parents – original teacher are still
happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their
precious ones worrying , or sad.
“All my life, I’ve been the pencil….And it
pains me to see the eraser in the form of parents – teacher older and older
each day……
For I know that one day, all that I’am left
with would be eraser shavings and memories of what I used to have….”
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