The Pencil

The boy looked at the grandmother writing a letter. The certain height asked: _ You are writing a history that happened with us? E, by chance is a history on me? _ I am writing on you, is truth. However, more importande of what the words, are the pencil that I am using. It would like that you were as it, when grew. The boy looked at for the pencil, intrigued, and he did not see nothing of special. said: _ But it is equal to all the pencils that vi in all my life! However the grandmother answered: _ Everything I depend on the way as you look at the things.

He has five qualities in it that, if you to obtain to keep them will be, always a person in peace with the world. First quality: You can make great thing, more you do not have to never forget that a Hand exists that guides its steps. This hand we do not call God, and It he must always conduziz it in direction to Its will. Second quality: of time in when I need to stop what I am writing, and to use the pencil sharpener. This makes with that the pencil it suffers a little, but in the end, it he is sharper. Therefore, it knows to support some pains, because will make they it to be a better person. Third quality: the pencil always allows that we use a rubber to erase what it was made a mistake. It understands that to correct a thing that we made something is not necessarily bad, but something important stops keeping in them in the way of justice.

Fourth quality: what it really matters in the pencil is not the wood or its exterior form, more the graphite that is inside. Therefore, always it takes care of of what it happens inside of you. Finally, the fifth quality of the pencil: it always leaves a mark. In the same way, he knows that everything that you to make navida to irar to leave traces, and look for to be conscientious of each action.