There were a man and his little son who were very poor among the other in the village. Every Valentine’s Day time, the son always asking his father about the gift since he see most of his friends get a beautiful and memorable gift from their parents. Whenever he proposes, he never gets it. The words “My dear son, we have no money, father is so poor.” is memorized on his memory since his first born until now. This year, the son was so surprise, he have got two boxes of gift from his father while he didn’t even dear to ask or expect from him. “ Happy Valentine’s Day, and Happy birthday for your 10 years old, my son” The son was so excited and said “ Father, I have asked you for only one gift, why this year you give me two gifts like this? The father had little smile, and said “Let’s open it first, dear...!” The son was very happy and wonders what his father gives to him. First, he starts to open a white box. The son screamed...Father! You Surprise Me....
“It’s nothing, father! It’s nothing...” (The son is so disappointed)
“Okay, continue to do the next one, my son!”
The son thinks that may be father was kidding him, and then he started to open another black one. He gave all of his hope on this last gift. “It must be the value thing”, he think.
(The boy saw empty black box with the big hole inside) “The empty box again, both are empty boxes...! “Are you kidding me? You are breaking my heart again now!” “I do hate you...” The son was furious, and cried loud out of his lung.”
Father came to near him, and put his hand on his son head.
“Listen to me, my dear. This is what I can give to you. There are two boxes which represent to the happiness and sadness. The white one, you can write down all of your happiness and what you think it is wonderful and keep in it. And the black, you can write down all of your sadness and the thing that make you unhappy. Stop crying, dear...” The son tried to dry his tear and smile while he didn’t understand what his father mean.
One year later, there was the valentine day again now. The father called his son, and told him to open the two boxes. Then, the son brought the white box and said “How heavy it is, father!”
“You see? During a year, how many happiness thing have you got?” Then, the son come to the black one. While he was carrying, all of his papers were fallout from the hole. The boy hurried to pick it up.
“Don’t do it, my son!” “How do you feel now?”
“It’s too light, father. Why do you ask me?”
“Do you see the hole? Your sadness and bad thing are falling down with this paper.” My dear..., keep only the happiness and through your sadness as the rubbish away with your hole mind. There is only the happiness fully in your life...
“YES, father!”
The son understands what his father’s gift meaning to him right now, and he is happy and still continues to do it in next year.
Moral: It is no matter how your gift expensive or value thing, it is depended on how it meaning to you.
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