Life-Lessons

Monty Roberts was a wonderful child, and his father worked as a horse trainer. Monty was used to moving constantly from one farm to another, but in reality, they didn’t own any horses because they were poor. When Monty grew up a little, he went to school, and one day he asked his teacher to write him a detailed composition about what he wanted to be when he grew up, which was 7 pages long about his goal in the future. He was dreaming of owning a horse farm, and he had drawn the farm in detail, including the houses, stables, and even the barn doors of the house, and gave the composition to his teacher. ...

My name is Sari. I want to tell you about a problem I face every day. Perhaps you have passed through it and can help me with advice. I have an unusual imagination that helps me spend fun time imagining wherever I go and see myself as a wooden cart on the ground in the garden. I see myself as a sole driver looking at a pond full of treasures while donkeys and donkeys surround me. And sometimes when I’m completely bored, I start imagining my wooden chair in the yard as if it were a carriage and I’m driving a fast car in the race with my colleagues in the yard. And when I go out to play with my paper airplanes in the home garden, I start imagining I’m a pilot riding a fast jet in a war with space enemies. ...

Juanito was one of many children who lived in a very quiet town, where one could feel peace and joy in any place in its streets. However, Juanito wasn’t like his other companions. He was a gentle child and had many friends. He loved drawing and dancing. He also went to sleep early and used hot water while bathing. Juanito was a normal child except for one thing: he was a liar. Every morning he would wake up, and after bathing, he would go to have breakfast. His mother would prepare fried eggs for breakfast every day, but he didn’t like it and didn’t tell his mother that. Instead, he would give it to his dog Max whenever no one was present. When his mother asked him about the food, he would tell her that he had eaten it all and that it was good. ...

One day, Hanaa was sitting in her room after a tiring day of performing many household chores. Her mother called her repeatedly, saying: Please, tidy your room, Hanaa. Wash the laundry, Hanaa. Put your dish in the sink. Hanaa hated household chores. Suddenly, an exciting idea occurred to her: What if I invented a mechanical girl exactly like her, who would perform the chores instead of her? The little inventor started working, and after staying up late, she completed her invention successfully. The first day was wonderful. She locked her room door and sat playing electronic games throughout the evening. ...

Once upon a time, there was a just and wise king. One day, this king summoned one of his guards, then asked him: Do you believe in luck? The guard answered him immediately, saying: Yes, Your Majesty the King, I believe in the existence of luck. The king looked at him smiling, then said: Can you prove its existence with evidence? The guard answered with complete confidence: Yes, Your Majesty the King, I can do that. ...

There was a sick child named John who suffered from a rare and dangerous disease. All the doctors confirmed that he wouldn’t live long, even though they couldn’t determine the exact remaining time for him. Despite that, John spent many days in the hospital, sad because he didn’t know what would happen to him. One day, one of the clowns passing near his room saw him and saw how sad John was. He entered his room and said to him: Why do you stand sad like this? Didn’t anyone tell you about the paradise dedicated to sick children? John shook his head and said no, but continued to listen attentively to the clown. ...

Where the green fortress that surrounds Copenhagen is, there is a wide courtyard with red bricks and many windows. In the pots on its balconies grew small balsam and sandalwood. The house looked inside through the windows poor, inhabited by old, poor people. It is Varto! Drama of life: Look high on the window sill, an old spinster leans, picking withered leaves from the lilac and looking at the green fortress, where children roll with joy. What might she be thinking? An entire drama of life gathers in her mind. ...

It is told that a king wanted to decorate his palace with engravings, so he gathered all the wise men of his time and asked them for one request: to write above his throne something that when he looks at it in every state and time, he benefits from it. He clarified his request to everyone, saying: I want it to be a eloquent wisdom that inspires me with what is right during times of difficulty and hardship, and during happiness, it doesn’t make me forget that it is transient, so it will be the best guide and advisor for me and help me overcome crises and consequences whenever I look at it. ...

The weather was sunny when a poor boy sat on one of the sidewalks, with signs of misery and need appearing on his features. He had a hat on his feet and beside him a sign that said: I am blind, I ask for help. There were only a few coins in that hat, even though he had been sitting there for a long time. While he was in this state, a man who seemed to be middle-aged passed by him. When he saw him, he took some coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. Before leaving, he picked up the sign next to the child and wrote some words on it, then left. ...