Children Short Story with Moral Lesson – Good or Bad?
Kids Short Story with Moral – Good or Bad?
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It was raining. “Oh, When will this stupid rain stop?” little Ella was thinking.
Ella had been living in Kerala this far. Her father got transferred recently to Rajasthan. In Kerala, rain was not something people had not seen. During the rainy season, and sometimes before or after it, rain poured in a fairly good proportion. Sometimes even the schools were given holidays because of rain. On the whole, it was something everyone wished for. But Ella was different. She had never liked rain. What did it represent? Sorrow, pain, tears…..nothing happy or cheerful.
At least that was what Ella thought.
The rain had stopped. Ella hoped it would never return. She had seen enough of this. That’s why she came to Rajasthan. To see the sun, and feel warm, no matter what season it was. She hadn’t come to Rajasthan to see rain! That was the last thing she’d expected to see.
The sun was appearing again. Ella, at last, was delighted. She liked the sun. It represented light, brightness, cheerfulness……nothing melancholy or morose.
At least that was what Ella thought.
She ran out, despite her mother’s objections. “Sun, sun, sun”, she was chanting as she ran “please don’t go, please don’t go.”
When she at last reached out, she saw that the sun hadn’t gone. “Hmmm…” she thought.
“This isn’t a bad sun after all.”
She kept looking at the sun. She didn’t care about her eyes a bit. She’d think about them when they’re really damaged. Not when they’re in the process of damaging. After a while, she let her gaze fall upon her feet. Why wasn’t it burning, as it had when she first set her foot in the desert? Oh. The rain.
Ella was at first slightly reluctant to admit the obvious truth, but then, she remembered her teachers and parents advices. The advices were meant to be forgotten when she got older. So why not use it when she could? The truth that the rain had made the burning sand a bit cooler and pleasanter to walk on was way obvious. And Ella simply had to admit it.
Every drop of living and non-living things has a good, in the face of bad.
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