The Magical Pencil
One day, a little girl named Pari Who was a topper in her class, But she was poor, and her friends used to make fun of her. Every day, her friends used to bring expensive things, and they did not share anything with Pari because she was poor.
One day, there was an old man on the road. The man was old and could not see properly. Pari’s friends saw the old man, but they did not help him. Rather, they laughed at him. Pari saw him and helped the old man cross the road.
A pencil fell from the old man’s pocket. Pari picked up the pencil and said, “Uncle, take your pencil.” But the old man was not there. She saw that there was a piece of paper with the pencil. It was written on the paper, “This is a magical pencil. Whatever you draw with it will become real. But you have to draw the picture and say ‘Abracadabra’ three times. This picture will become real. But there is one rule: do not misuse the pencil.”
She was very happy. She went home and drew a doll that she had drawn on paper. It became real when she said “Abracadabra” three times.
The next day, she went to school and drew a sharpener. She said the magic words and the sharpener became real. It was an expensive sharpener. Then her friends came, and she showed the sharpener to them.
Her friend asked, “What is this?” Pari said, “This is a sharpener. My aunt bought me from London.” Her friends said, “Show me, Pari!” Pari said, “No, this is very expensive.”
Later, her friends decided to play at Rubi’s house. They brought their toys to play with. Pari drew one big teddy bear and a big toy car. She said, “Abracadabra” three times, and they became real.
Then she took the toy car and teddy bear and went to Rubi’s house to play. Rubi and her friend were playing with a small car and a teddy bear.
Pari said, “These are very small toys. I have big toys. Why do you play with small toys and not with big toys?”
She threw the small toys away, and they broke. Then her friend started crying. She said, “I will not play with you. I am going home.”
When Pari took her magical pencil, it was broken. Then she heard the voice of the old man. He said, “You misused the pencil, and misusing the pencil is not a good thing.”
Then Pari understood her mistake. She regretted misusing the magical pencil and decided never to misuse anything again.
Moral: Don’t Misuse Anything.
ARADHYA DATTATRAY KHAIRE
GRADE V (Division:Spencer )
PRIYADARSHANI SCHOOL,MOSHI
