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Peter was a boy
who lacked
nothing. He had
a loving family,
a devoted
mother, an
understanding
father and
brothers who
loved him and
did everything
for his welfare.
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However, Peter
was always angry.
When someone
asked him a
question, he
always answered
sullenly. When
asking his
family for
something, he
was always
demanding, and
if they did not
do it straight
away he would
start screaming,
angry.
When assisted in
his wishes, he
never had a word
of thanks, as if
everyone was
obliged to serve
him. And when he
did something
wrong, he was
never apologetic.
Peter's
behaviour was so
difficult that
his family
members and
fellow
classmates,
fearing his
reactions, kept
some distance
from him.
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One day, his
grandfather John
arrived and
found him sad,
sitting at the
gate.
- What happened,
Peter? - asked
the grandfather.
The boy lifted
his little head
to look at his
grandpa and said,
discouraged:
- I want to
play, Grandpa,
but nobody wants
to play with me!
My friends are
gone!...
Grandpa John
took his
grandson to a
bench that was
in the garden,
hugged him and
asked again:
- Why is it that
your friends
have turned away
from you, Peter?
- I do not know,
Grandpa.
Grandpa John
thought for a
moment and said:
- Peter, family
and friends are
priceless
treasures that
God has given us
and which we
should take very
good care. But I
have the
solution to your
problem.
- Really,
Grandpa?
- Yes! In a few
days it's your
birthday, huh?
Well, I'll give
you a magical
gift!
The boy's eyes
shone:
- Magic?… Magic!…
What is it?
- You will see.
Be patient! Now,
let's go inside.
I need to talk
to your mother.
While his
grandfather and
mother talked
sipping their
coffee, Peter's
imagination was
running like the
wind. He was
curious to know
what would this
magic gift that
his grandfather
would give him
be. He tried to
figure out, but
nothing.The
grandfather gave
him no clues.
So it was with
great anxiety
that he watched
the days that
separated him
from his
birthday pass.
He would be
seven years old.
Then the big day
arrived. Peter
woke up excited.
He knew he would
get many
presents, but he
could only think
about his
grandfather's
gift.
His grandfather
arrived very
early. He
carried a
beautifully
wrapped gift.
After hugging
his grandson
with immense
affection, he
explained:
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- Peter, here is
your magical
gift. You should
take good care
of it. When you
need to take
action, remember
to consult it.
It will always
have the right
answer for your
needs. If you do
so, it will be
useful for the
rest of your
life.
Eagerly, Peter
removed the red
ribbon and tore
the wrapping
paper. He held
his breath as he
saw a beautiful
wooden box. It
was, in fact, a
safe with lock
and key.
Impatient, Peter
took the key and
opened it. To
his surprise, he
found some
coloured stones,
each of which
had a different
colour
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and shape,
but were all
wonderful: white,
pink, blue,
lilac. They were
bright and
polished. |
He was delighted.
He loved rocks!
Catching one in
his hand, he saw
that something
was engraved.
- It has a word
written on it,
Grandpa!
- Yes, Peter.
You will see
that each one
has a different
but no less
important word.
They are magic
words that will
open the door to
people's hearts.
- Really? ...
- Yes. You bet!
Full of interest,
the boy picked
up the first and
read: “Thanks”.
At that moment,
he realized that
he had not yet
thanked his
grandfather.
- Thanks for the
present, Grandpa
– he said
hugging him.
He continued to
examine the
contents of the
box, watching
every stone, and
reading:
“Sorry”, “Please”,
“Excuse me”, “I
like you”, “Good
morning”, “Good
afternoon” and
“Good night”.
Reading each of
them, Peter
bowed his head,
understanding
the intent of
the grandfather.
The mother, who
watched the
scene, was moved
before the
delicacy and
creativity of
his father.
Seeing her,
Peter ran to her:
- I know I have
behaved very
badly, mum. I'm
sorry. Thanks
for the party
that you
prepared for
me.
The mother
hugged the boy
with much love.
- Everything I
do is because I
love you very
much, my son.
In the afternoon
the guests began
to arrive and
Peter was at the
door to receive
them. He thanked
everyone's
presence with a
smile and
behaved so well
that they all
approached him
feeling real
pleasure in his
company.
And when the
time came to
blow the candles
and all present
sang Happy
Birthday to him,
he was sure he
would be really
happy.
From that day on,
Peter kept the
safe and its
beautiful
coloured stones
always with
him.
Even when he
grew up and went
to the
University, the
safe accompanied
him, so not to
let him forget
about how he
should treat all
people.
Meimei
(Psycographed by
Celia Xavier de
Camargo, on
03/01/2011.)
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