*Pencil:* I’m sorry….
*Eraser:* For what? You didn’t do anything wrong.
*Pencil:* I’m sorry cos you get hurt bcos of me. Whenever I made a mistake,
you’re always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you
lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.
*Eraser:* That’s true. But I don’t really mind. You see, I was made to do
this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though
one day, I know I’ll be gone and you’ll replace me with a new one, I’m
actually happy with my job.. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you
sad. 
I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very
inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the
pencil. They’re always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes.
Sometimes along the way… they get hurt, and become smaller (older, and
eventually pass on). Though their children will eventually find someone new
(spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children,
and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad.
This is for all parents out there…..
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