Friday, February 6, 2009

mari bercerita

The Story of The Pencil

A boy was watching his grandmother write a letter. At one point, he asked:
'Are you writing a story about what we've done? Is it a story about me?'

His grandmother stopped writing her letter and said to her grandson:
'I am writing about you, actually, but more important than the words is the pencil I'm using. I hope you will be like this pencil when you grow up.'

Intrigued, the boy looked at the pencil. It didn't seem very special.

'But it's just like any other pencil I've seen!'

'That's depends on how you look at things. It has five qualities which, if you manage to hang on to them, will make you a person who is always at peace with the world.

'First quality: you are capable of great things, but you must never forget that there is a hand guiding your steps. We call that hand, GOD, and He always guides us according to His will.

'Second quality: now and then, I have to stop writing and use sharpener. That makes the pencil suffer a little but afterwards, he's much sharper. So you, too, must learn to bear certain pains and sorrows, because they will make you a better person.

'Third quality: the pencil always allows us to use an eraser to rub out any mistakes. This means that correcting something we did is not necessarily a bad thing; it helps to keep us on the road to justice.

'Fourth quality: what really matters in a pencil is not its wooden exterior, but the graphite inside. So always pay attention to what is happening inside you.

'Finally, the pencil's fifth quality: it always leaves a mark. In just the same way, you should know that everything you do in life will leave a mark, so try to be conscious of that in your every action'

by Paulo Coelho (Like the Flowing River)


jamal said...

hurm... rencana yang bagus..

~nasrah~ said...

pasni cite kt anak murid ko ye kalo pakai mechanical pencil xtau la.hehehe

nurin nunu said...

marilah kiter bertukar menjadi pencil yg berguna...

~nasrah~ said...

haha..atie..jd pensil kayu tau!

jamal said...

huh.. budak2 aku.. jgn la kau suh fikir benda abstrak.. nganga ja nanti