鉛筆與橡皮

Pencil: I'm sorry

Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.

Pencil: I'm sorry cos you get hurt because 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 throughout your life. 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. :)


看得懂這個故事嗎？
父母就像橡皮，把我們的過錯一次又一次的擦掉。
他們認為這是責任，從無半點怨言；而我們則把一切當作奉旨，一直take it for granted.
可能我們從來沒有擦覺到，這些年來，一直幫我們改錯的父母，已在不經不覺間變得越來越渺小。
一生中，我們永遠都是擔當鉛筆的角色，到他們離開的一天，才驚覺剩下的只有回憶中的教誨。


送給所有父母 :)