Good morning. A Parenting Story
Every year Rohan's parents took him to his grandmother's house for the summer break, and they would return home on the same train the next day.
Then, one day Rohan asks his parents:
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Every year Rohan's parents took him to his grandmother's house for the summer break, and they would return home on the same train the next day.
Then, one day Rohan asks his parents:
#SundayThoughts #SundayMotivation
′′ I'm pretty big now, What if, I went to grandma's house alone this year?"
After a brief discussion, parents agree.
Here, they are - standing on the train station, greeting him, giving him one last tip through the window, as Rohan continues to repeat:
After a brief discussion, parents agree.
Here, they are - standing on the train station, greeting him, giving him one last tip through the window, as Rohan continues to repeat:
′′ I know, you've already told me a hundred times...!"
The train is about to leave and his father whispers:
′′Son, if you suddenly feel bad or scared, this is for you! ′′
The train is about to leave and his father whispers:
′′Son, if you suddenly feel bad or scared, this is for you! ′′
And he slips something into his pocket.
Now, the boy is alone, sitting on the train, without his parents, for the first time...
He looks at the scenery through the window that scrolls..
Now, the boy is alone, sitting on the train, without his parents, for the first time...
He looks at the scenery through the window that scrolls..
Around him strangers hustle, make noise, enter and exit the compartment, the controller comments him that he is alone..
A person even gives him a sad look...
So the boy is feeling more uncomfortable..
A person even gives him a sad look...
So the boy is feeling more uncomfortable..
And now he's scared. He lowers his head, snuggles in a corner of the seat, tears rise to his eyes.
At that point he remembers his father putting something in his pocket.
With a trembling hand he seeks to find this piece of paper, he opens it:
At that point he remembers his father putting something in his pocket.
With a trembling hand he seeks to find this piece of paper, he opens it:
′′ Son, I'm in the last wagon..."
This is how it is in life too...
We must let our children go, trusting them... But, we must always be in the last wagon so they won't be afraid...
Stay close to them while we are alive...
This is how it is in life too...
We must let our children go, trusting them... But, we must always be in the last wagon so they won't be afraid...
Stay close to them while we are alive...