The story of a football

He came out of his house, kicked the football to the wall infront. Angry at his mother he shouted to himself, "Why does it happen to me all the time?"

"What happened to you boy?" asked a voice.

He got frightened and surprised by that strange voice. "Who is that? Who is talking to me?" he asked, wondering who that could that be when no one was to be seen around.

"It's me! see below, at your foot"

Surprised, he looked below to find it was the football who was talking to him, "What worries you? Why are you so sad?"

"Everyone, the teacher, my classmates, even my mother is my enemy, they dont like me?"

"Why? What did they do to offend you?"

"They just give me enough tasks, kick me around without even asking me what I want. They don't want me around. They just tell me to go away"

The football just laughed at it. Seeing this the boy sulked even more. The football said, "Boy, I know how you feel. Your situation is not much different from me. Well you know how all the people treat me. They all kick me around. Nobody wants me too. I know why they treat me like this. I am empty that is why. If only I was fill with stones, pebbles or irons they would not dare to kick me that way. I wish I could be treated with more respect, if only I was filled with something" The football started to cry.

The boy was listening to all this very attentively. All this time he was thinking that, the idea of football could really work for him. He was treated the same way as the football. The football was empty inside, and so was the boy. He was kicked around, if only he was fill up with something he thought. Well he couldn't fill himself with stones or rocks. God has given him brains, he could fill it up. But with what? Well there were lot of good things he thought. Knowledge was the best. He then prayed to God:

 - to accept things he could not change

 - to change things he could

 - and the knowledge to know the difference

 

He was a changed boy then. He understood why was he treated that way and he could tell the solution too. Afterall there is a difference between him and a football