A little boy ran like an arrow down the street. As he turned the corner, he collided with a passerby.
- Oh my God! - exclaimed a passerby. -Where are you rushing off to?
“Home,” answered the kid. “I’m in a hurry because my mother has to spank me.”
“Are you in such a hurry to get home because you want to get a couple of spanks from your mother?” — the passerby asked discouraged.
- No. But if my father comes home before me, he will spank.
Children are our mirrors. When they live in an atmosphere of love, they reflect it. When there is no love, they have nothing to reflect.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru