The luggage
When its life starts, you has only one teeny luggage of hand. To the measure that the years goes passing, the luggage goes increasing because many things exist that you collect for the way, things that you think that they are important.
In one determined point of the way, it starts to be insuportável to load as many things, weighs excessively. Then you can choose: to be seated to the side of the way, waiting that somebody helps - what is difficult, therefore all that to pass that way already will have its proper luggage. You can be the entire life waiting, until its days finish. Or it can alliviate the weight, to empty the luggage.
But what to take off? You start taking off everything. It sees what it has inside:
Love, Friendship… Ours! It has sufficiently… curious, it does not weigh nothing.
It has something weighed… you it makes force to take off… it was the Anger - as it weighs!
There you start to take off, to take off and you appear the Incompreensão, the Fear, the Pessimism.
At this moment, the Loss of heart almost pulls you pra inside of the luggage.
But you pull it for you are with all the force and, in the deep one, it appears a Smile, suffocated in the deep one of its luggage.
It polishes for it are another Smile and plus another one, and there it leaves the Happiness.
Then you place of new the hands inside of the luggage and take off the Sadness.
Now, you go to have that to inside look the Patience of the luggage, therefore she goes to need it sufficiently.
It looks then the remaining portion: Force, Hope, Courage, Enthusiasm, Balance, Responsibility, Tolerance and the Good and Old Mood.
It also takes off the Concern. It leaves of side, later you thinks what to make with it.
Well, its luggage is ready to be arranged of new. But, it thinks what it goes to place inside there of new, hein well?
Now it is with you. E if does not forget to make this times more, therefore the way is long. Very long. One always remembers this.
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But what to take off? You start taking off everything. It sees what it has inside:
Love, Friendship… Ours! It has sufficiently… curious, it does not weigh nothing.
It has something weighed… you it makes force to take off… it was the Anger - as it weighs!
There you start to take off, to take off and you appear the Incompreensão, the Fear, the Pessimism.
At this moment, the Loss of heart almost pulls you pra inside of the luggage.
But you pull it for you are with all the force and, in the deep one, it appears a Smile, suffocated in the deep one of its luggage.
It polishes for it are another Smile and plus another one, and there it leaves the Happiness.
Then you place of new the hands inside of the luggage and take off the Sadness.
Now, you go to have that to inside look the Patience of the luggage, therefore she goes to need it sufficiently.
It looks then the remaining portion: Force, Hope, Courage, Enthusiasm, Balance, Responsibility, Tolerance and the Good and Old Mood.
It also takes off the Concern. It leaves of side, later you thinks what to make with it.
Well, its luggage is ready to be arranged of new. But, it thinks what it goes to place inside there of new, hein well?
Now it is with you. E if does not forget to make this times more, therefore the way is long. Very long. One always remembers this.
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