A boy was watching his grandmother write a letter. At one point, he asked:
Are you writing a story about what we’ve done? Is it a story about me?
His grandmother stopped writing her letter and said to her grandson:
I am writing about you, actually, but more important than the words is the pencil I’m using.
I hope you will be like this pencil when you grow up
Intrigued, the boy looked at the pencil. It didn’t seem very special.
But it’s like any other pencil I’ve ever seen!
That depends on how you look at things. It has five qualities which, if you manage to hang on to them, will make you a person who is always at peace with the world.