Pencil: I'm sorry.
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry bcos you get hurt b'cos 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 & 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 1 day, I know I'll be gone & you'll replace me with a new 1, I'm actually happy with my job. So pl. Stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.:)
I found this conversation between pencil&eraser very inspirational. Parents are like eraser whereas their children are pencil.They are always there for their children , cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way, they get hurt & become smaller (older&eventually pass on).
Though their children will eventually find someone new(spouse)but parents are still happy with what they do for their children &
will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying or sad.
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