THE SPIRIT AND THE POOR BOY.

Once upon a time , on the outskirt of  a huge dense Folio Oak  forest (Elis)  there lived a poor woodcutter with his son. They were poor but very happy. The wood cutter always used to make pea soup and bread  ,but son never used to complain and applaud his father for such a tasty food.
The son said ," Father ,tomorrow we are getting our result , George thinks i will be first & he smiled.
The father became sad and said his son to go for sleep.
George was Alex's best friend and they loved eachother and today George was much happier than usual.
Hey Alex, come on , uncle constanino will be so, much happy to hear that you topped the class.
 Alex smiled ,hahaha and  said yup , i know and dad is going to be much happier.  George asked  then the reason slacking for?
Look at the stone , not everyday you find such a perfectly round stone.Check it out !!
Hahaha ...first one to the hut wins! That's not fair!
Well, comeon ,slow coach, George replied.
Once they reached home . George said to  Alex father ,  Uncle ,Costatino the result came out today  & Alex has stood first in the entire class,  the teacher are thinking of promoting  Alex one grade  ahead . As Alex dream to become doctor he will be.
The father became very happy as well as sad.
He invited both of them to come to have a bread and soup.
Seeing sadness in father's eyes , Alex requested his father the reason for being sad.
Father replied , i am sorry to say you son , i cannot pay for your school anymore. Everyday i am trying my best , i can bearly save money for food . Sending you to school and make you doctor was my big wish ,which seems to be impossible now.
George requested , if he can ask help of his father .
Alex thanked to him and said he don't need help.
Then Alex said to his father if he can help his father chopping wood and that way they can chop more wood together , make some money to return to school.
Then Father  replied , cutting wood is hard and he has only one axe!
Then George told , we have two axe at the home , i will ask father to lend you one  and i will teach you everything teachers teaches us in school , so , that you can learn fast and he left home to bring another axe
Thanks !! George for being my best fried , said  Alex.
The next day, Alex left with his father into the dense Forest in Elis , to chop wood and worked hard till afternoon.
The father told to his son to look for already fallen dead trees first  as we must not chop down healthy , splendid trees coz trees give us oxygen.
The son nodded happily.
The father felt sorry , from inner core.
Then son said , father not to worry , together we will make things, Once i grow up and become doctor you will never have to work again.
The father gave huge hug to his son & said if i will not work ,what i will do whole day? and both of them giggled huge.
After morning long hard work, father told his son to take some rest for the lunch break.
Suddenly ,one colorful parrot passes from his ways,  Alex runs behind the parrot  and said shortly he will be back.
Alex followed the beautiful parrot deep into the dense forest. suddenly , he remembers his father and lunch .
While he was going back, he listen a voice Help me!!
He looked here and there  . In the Bush , he  Saw a spirit that was locked  in the bottle.
The Poor spirit , requested Alex to help him to come out from bottle.
Alex locked out the bottle lid & spirit came out .
The spirit said to Alex , i was in bottle from  500 years , i was told  i must kill the person who sets me free.. so, i need to kill you.
Alex became sad and asked is this the way to return a favour?
Then The spirit said , i was told i must kill the person so prepare yourself to die!
Then Alex tricked to spirit and asked how he was inside the Bottle , he wants to see ,before his death.
The spirit became very happy and went inside the bottle , Alex put the lid of Bottle.
The spirit started to beg Alex to release him and promised to give him best rewards .
Alex released him and while he was moving from Jungle , the spirit gave him one magical cloth with silver and red color.
The spirit said , if you rub the silver end of this cloth on any metal will turn into silver and the other red end if rubbed on any wound , it will heal. Use it wisely .
Then spirit vanished.
The boy came to his father being much happier  and said , Let's go home , i have something to show.
Father told , he has some more things to do and asked him to leave if he is tired.
Son pleaded  alot . So, he left for home together with son.
At that evening Alex told his father and George everything about the spirit and magical clothes.
 George said , let's test it .
So, they bought knife from kitchen and rubbed it with white part of magical clothes it turned into silver . They became very happy.
Alex and George went to the market and sold silvers and bought lots of food items and money.
That day , Alex didn't eat soup and bread cooked by father. He ate other food bought from outside.
He started to become materialistic  and rude with everyone.
 George came to ask Alex to go for school. Alex said he has money and power to heal . So, his studies is no use.
Slowly , his rude behavior made George to become far from him and even father Costantino was worried too.
One day , Alex got bored counting silvers, gold coins . He missed George and went to meet him . But  George already had other friends with him. Alex got jealous . He missed laughter or fun,joy, soup cooked by father, He missed George jokes , support which he got from George. He missed school, bench , teachers, love affection of everyone.
He felt sorry for hurting George and his father. He went to father and apologized . He promised to become good boy , do studies and become a doctor & help poor people. He went to to George and apologized . They became best friend again.
Once more they became happy and started a happy life.
Moral: Artificial things seems good , elegant for certain duration. It cannot buy happiness all the time. How much far we go or earn but our childhood  memories , childhood friends ,school days hard life without money and  those good friends are precious things to remember .. Ain't it? If we want also we cannot buy those sweet memories ....
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