Story-The magic thread
The following story we have taken from the book "The monk sold his ferrari "Its title is" Peter and the magic thread "We hope you enjoy and learn from him.
Peter was a very lively child. Everyone loved him: his family, his teachers and friends. But he had a weakness.
- What? "He was unable
in the moment. He had not learned to enjoy the process of life. When I was in college, I dreamed to be ju-Gando out. When I was dreaming of playing the see-mer vacation. Peter was dreaming all day without taking the time to sabo-rear the special moments of their daily lives. One morning, Peter was walking through a forest near his home. After a while, decided to sit and relax on a stretch of grass and finally fell asleep, do. After a few minutes of deep sleep, he heard someone shout his name in a shrill voice. He opened his eyes, he was surprised to see a woman standing beside him. He must have been a hundred years and co-mo white hair falling snow on his back as a caked-na blanket. In the woman's wrinkled hand was a magical little ball with a hole in its center hole and hung a long gold thread.
"The old woman said:" Peter, this is the thread of your life. If you throw a bit of it, an hour will pass in seconds. And if you throw with all your strength, it will be months or even years in days . Pedro-tobacco is very excited about this discovery. "Can you stay hair-ta," he asked. The old woman handed.
"The next day in class, Peter was restless and bored. Suddenly he remembered his new toy. Pulling a bit of gold thread, was found in his home playing in the garden. Aware of the power of magic thread, soon tired of being a college and wanted to be a teenager, thinking of the excitement that this phase of his life could bring. So once again threw the golden thread.
"Suddenly, he was a teenager and had a beautiful friend named Elisa. But Peter was not happy. He had not learned to enjoy the present and explore the wonders of every stage of your life. So he took the ball and pull the thread again, and many years passed in an instant. Now it was transformed into a grown man. Elisa was his wife and Pedro was surrounded by children. But Peter noticed another co-sa. Her hair, black as coal before, had begun to gray. And his mother, whom he loved, had become old and frail. But he still could not live in the moment. So, once again, pulled the magic thread and waited for change.
"Peter found it was ninety years old now. His mane ne-gro had turned white and his beautiful wife, also old, had died a few years ago. Their children had been older and had begun lives of their own away from home. For the first time in his life, Peter realized he had failed to enjoy the wonders of life. I had never gone fishing with his children walked with Elisa in the light of the moon. Never had planted a garden or read those beautiful li-ber that his mother loved to read. Instead, it had gone through life in a hurry, without stopping to see all the good that was in the cami-no.
"Peter was very sad and decided to go to the forest where a boy used to walk to clarify their ideas and temper his spirit. On entering the forest, warned that the trees of his childhood had become mighty oaks. The forest itself was now a natural paradise. He lay on a patch of grass and slept soundly. After a minute, he heard a voice calling him. He looked up and saw-ba is nothing less than the old woman many years ago had rega-hand the magic thread. "Have you enjoyed my gift?" She asked. Pe-dro no hesitation in responding: "At first it was fun but now I hate that ball. Life has passed me without me whole, unable to dis-fruit. Of course there would have been sad times and times study depends, but I had the opportunity to experience either. I feel empty inside. I've lost the gift of life. " "You're an ungrateful, but equally I will grant a last wish," said the old lady. Peter thought for a moment and then replied: "I want to be a kid again and live life again." That this was again asleep.
"Pedro he heard a voice calling him, and opened his eyes. Who will now be po-stone, she wondered. Imagine his surprise when he saw his mother standing beside him. He had a youthful, healthy and radiant. Peter realized that the strange woman in the forest had given him the desire to return to his childhood. "Hurry up, Peter. You sleep too much. Your dreams will make you late for school if you do not get up immediately," his mother scolded him. Needless to say that Peter jumped out of bed at the time and began to live life as he had expected. He met many good moments, many joys and triumphs, but it all started when he decided not to sacrifice the present for the future and began to live now.
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