Accompanying his
mother as she
went shopping,
Julio talked
nonstop. He was
talking about
school, his toys
and what he
would do later
when they got
home.
- Mommy, I want
to play with my
new little
truck. I will
take it to the
yard and fill it
with dirt.
- Do it, honey.
And invite your
friend Zeze.
He'll love it! -
She happily
suggested.
The boy thought
about it and
answered:
- I'd better not
invite him, Mom.
When he picks up
a toy, he won’t
let it go
anymore!
- But he's your
friend, Julio!
- Zeze is not
careful with my
toys, Mom. I
rather play
alone.
The mother was
surprised with
her son's
attitude, but
accepted it:
- All right,
dear. If you
want it this
way...
- I do, Mom. I
prefer to play
alone.
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When they
returned home
from shopping,
Julio went to
play in the
yard. His mother
was surprised
that he wanted
to be alone.
After all, what
fun is playing
without friends?
But because he
had chosen it,
she kept her
silence.
The next day,
the same thing
happened again.
Julio wanted to
play alone. And
on the following
days as
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well.
That behaviour
began to bother
his mother, who
was used to
seeing the child
always with the
neighbours or
schoolmates. |
After a week,
the mother
noticed her son
sad and
discouraged, and
asked him:
- Did something
happen, Julio?
You do not look
well, you are
sad, upset...
The boy, who was
by the living
room window
looking at the
street, said:
- No one wants
to play with me,
Mom!…
She approached
him, hugged him
and looked out
the window. On
the street there
was a group of
boys who were
playing ball and
laughing a lot.
They were
sweaty, dirty,
but were happy
to be together.
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- You see, Mom?
They are happily
playing ball.
I'm the only one
not with them! -
Julio said in
tears.
She looked at
the group who
played ball in
the street, and
recalled:
- Julio, but it
was you who
wanted so ...
Remember you did
not want anyone
messing with
your toys?
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- Oh, Mom, it's
true. But not
only they would
get my toys
dirty, they
would also break
them!
Her eyes
widened, showing
surprise:
- But what are
toys for if not
to play? Look
how happy they
are! Go play
ball with them,
dear.
The boy, who was
itching to play,
obeyed his
mother's order
and went to the
street:
- May I play
too? - he
asked.
- Of course,
Julio! The team
on the other
side is missing
a player! Join
their side!
The team that
had one player
less received
him with joy. It
was the team of
his friend Zeze,
who shouted:
- That's right,
Julio! Come
running!... Now
we're going to
win, guys!
Happy, he looked
at his mother
who had been at
the door, and
ran to the other
side, where he
would play. Soon
the ball was
passed to him
and he kicked it
to the player
closer to the
goal, then he
ran forward and
as the ball came
to him again he
gave it a nice
kick and saw the
ball go in, then
shouted:
- GOOOOOOAAL
...!
Everyone ran to
embrace Julio,
who had helped
tie the game.
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Excited, he gave
his best in the
game. He scored
another goal and
was very happy!
When the game
ended, the team
took him on
their shoulders
to celebrate.
Julio had
changed the
outcome of the
game and his
friends were
happy.
Then, when he
saw the ball
very dirty, he
said:
- Look at this
ball! All
dirty!
- Nonsense! It
is easy to solve
it. Just wash
it! - Zeze said,
shrugging. |
Then Zeze went
to a tap by the
street and
washed the ball,
which looked
like new again,
and showed it to
Julio:
- Do you see?
Balls and toys
were made to
play! Otherwise,
they are no
fun!
Julio smiled
satisfied:
- That’s true!
You're
absolutely
right, Zeze!
Then Julio
invited his
friends to go to
his house. As
they had no
school that day,
they accepted.
Julio went into
the house with
them, and
hearing the
noise, his
mother came from
the kitchen
wiping her
hands, and he
said:
- Mom, we won
the game! I
invited my
friends to play
here at home! Is
it not true that
I have a lot of
brand new toys?
After all, what
are toys for, if
not to play,
right?
Julio exchanged
a look with his
mother and
smiled with
satisfaction. He
was happy!
Seeing her happy
son, she said:
- Play at will.
In the meantime,
I'll pop some
popcorn! I
already have a
cake and soon we
will have a very
tasty snack for
you to
celebrate!
MEIMEI
(Psychographed
by Celia X. de
Camargo on
06/04/2015.)
