I love my daughters and I love it when they act fussy. Somehow, I see innocence and playfulness in that. That is the gift of the childhood and it shall be relished always. But how do I handle that? So I start telling them a story to engage them. Sometimes a new one comes out which I feel like sharing.
There was a family, so poor that they did not have enough food to eat. They had a little girl by the name Sophia. So one day, Sophia sees her parents crying as they did not have money to buy food that day. She heard them and ran to the forest where she starts crying herself. As the luck would happen, she reaches to an enchanted tree. The tree asks her why was she crying. She sobs and shares her story. The tree tells her that he would help her, only on one condition that she would help others. So she agrees. Tree gives her a magical bike and tells her, whatever she needs she has to ask the bike. The bike would help. But she has to help others or the bike would return to the tree. The girl comes back and sees her parents crying again. She goes to the bike and asks for help. The bike asks her to sit on her back and starts running. Then they organize a show, where the bike does lots of stunts on its own. So many people give lots of money to her. Once her problem was solved, she recalled trees words to help others. So she starts riding the bike to see who needed her help. She sees a baby drowning and asks bike how could she help the baby? The bike becomes a boat. She starts sailing in it and saves the baby. Then she sees a lady crying. One money had taken her jewellery bag and hanged it over the tree. She asked the bike and the bike starts flying. In no time, she was able to retrieve the bag. So this was she started helping everyone.
It was a story (Quite entertaining for me also) but I learned it again. God helps those, who help others. So always help and always help without expecting anything in return.
