Walking sad on
the street,
Albert met a
friend of his
father, the old
John.
The boy was sad
and upset. The
old man, walking
by his side,
asked why he was
so sad.
— Nothing is
right! —Albert
replied. — It
seems that the
world will fall
onto my head! I
am coming from
the hospital
where I went to
visit my mom and
her state is
critical. My dad
is unemployed
and the expenses
with the
hospital are
getting bigger,
making us
worried. Not
only that, I’ve
been having
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low grades
at school
and I’m not
sure whether
I’ll be
approved
this year.
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He paused and,
emotional,
trying not to
cry, concluded:
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— As you can
see, I’ve got
loads of reasons
to be upset.
The kind man
heard the boy’s
complaints.
Then, he looked
at the sky and
said:
— Look.
Heavy clouds
announce rain
soon.
Hurry up.
Albert looked up
without
interest. Dark
and heavy clouds
were in the sky.
A storm was
brewing up.
— The clouds are
accumulating,
accumulating, so
that the rain
pours cleaning
up the
atmosphere.
So it happens to
us, Albert.
Many times we
have an inner
storm and it is
needed that we
“clean”
ourselves too. I
know you are a
brave and
valiant boy, but
don’t be afraid
to cry.
Tears do well
and relieve the
pain.
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At this moment
the rain starts
pouring and they
had to find
shelter in
someone else’s
porch.
Albert looked at
the man and, all
of a sudden,
started crying,
washing his
soul.
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The old man
hugged him and
they remained
like this, as
the rain kept
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Half an hour
later stopped
raining. The
clouds, taken by
the wind, went
away and the sun
came back,
clearing
everything
again.
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— You see,
Albert? — the
old man said. —
The sun shines
again, and a few
minutes ago it
was all dark and
rainy. See how
the air is
clear.
It seems like a
miracle!
The leaves and
flowers are back
again and there
is a beautiful
rainbow in the
sky! That’s why;
you got to be
brave my son.
Trust in God and
have faith.
Things change
and what seems
to have no
solution now can
be solved later
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Albert looked at
the old man
gratefully.
— Thanks, Mr.
John. You
helped me a lot.
I feel much
better now.
They took
different ways.
The man was
going to work
and the boy went
to school to see
his grades.
More confident,
Albert got to
school and had a
good surprise:
He was
approved!
Joyful, he ran
home to tell his
dad the news.
His dad, who had
been worried as
well, was
happier because
he had been
promised a job.
— That’s good,
my son! I also
have good news.
A friend of mine
needs an
assistant and
invited me to
work with him. I
don’t know much
about it, but
when there’s a
will, there’s a
way.
Later, they went
to the hospital
to tell his mom
the news which
she would
certainly get
happy.
Another good
surprise.
The doctor was
optimistic and
assured them
that, if
everything kept
like that, she
would go home
soon.
For the boy’s
happiness, John
went to visit
his mother too
and was told
about the news.
And Albert said:
— You were
right. Things
change and we
need to trust in
God! Everything
is ok now. The
storm is over!
Aunt Célia
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