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Carl was a boy
who loved to
help people
around him.
There was just
one thing that
he could not
stand: to watch
people fighting
or arguing.
If this
happened, he
would soon get
nervous and try
to separate the
fight. No matter
what happened,
he would try to
get the fight to
be stopped: at
home, at school
or in the
street.
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When his parents
would start
arguing at home,
Carl would get
in the middle of
them, trying to
sort out the
issue. At
school, he would
also get in the
middle of fights
and try to stop
them. He would
go home all
dirty and with
wounds.
His mother, who
already knew him
very well, would
talk to him:
— My son, please
do not do that.
You will
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get
seriously hurt
one day. Please
be more careful!
Call an adult,
maybe the Head
Teacher or the
Teacher
responsilbe for
your class.
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Carl would
always promise
not to interfere
in these
discussions, but
then once a
fight started he
would be there,
in the middle of
it. One day he
got home with a
red eye and his
front bleeding.
His mother then
said:
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— What happened
now, my son?
Look at you!
You are looking
dirty, your
uniform is all
damaged and you
have been hurt!
Have you been
fighting again?
— No, mum!
I tried to get
two of my
friends to stop
fighting whilst
they were
playing
football.
His mum hugged
him and said:
— Right, we will
talk later. It’s
time for you to
take a shower.
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After he took a
shower, she
looked after his
wounds and
offered him
lunch.
His dad arrived
at that time.
He looked at his
son, felt angry
at him but
decided to cool
down and remain
relaxed. His
younger brothers
looked at him
and laughed.
They all knew
what happened.
It wasn’t the
first time he
arrived home all
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— Can you please
stop laughing,
you two? This is
not a joke.
Carl, please eat
your food. I
will need to
have a proper
look at your eye
later on.
After eating,
his mum said to
him:
—
Please
keep distant if
you realise a
fight is just
about to start,
my son.
—
But mum, I just
wanted to make
my friends stop
fighting! I
can’t stand
that.
—
I know
you have a good
intention when
you do that,
Carl. Therefore,
you need to keep
certain distance
from the fight.
Plus, you need
especially to
behave with
tranquility,
kindness,
balance and
love.
— What do you
mean, mom? What
is balance?
— Balance is
when we keep in
control and
impartial when
we are in the
middle of a
situation. This
means, we will
not be inclined
to one side or
to another, but
will keep our
best feelings.
Do you
understand?
— Sort of.
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His mother tried
to think of
something else
to show him, as
an example.
Suddenly, she
looked through
the window and
saw the sun
shinning
outside. She
took the boy to
the garden and
asked him:
— Carl, apart
from God, who is
our Father and
Creator of the
Universe, can
you think of
something that
is very powerful
in the world we
leave at?
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The boy thought
for a while and
then said: |
— The sun, mom.
I studied at
school that the
Sun is a star
which is a lot
bigger than
Earth. It gives
us light, heat
and the
conditions to
live. My teacher
explained that
the Creator did
everything in
such a perfect
way! If the Sun
would be further
away from Earth,
we would die
frozen for lack
of heat; if it
was closed, we
would get
burned!
— That’s right,
Carl.
We, human
beings, but also
all other
creatures and
plants would die
too. The Sun is
so powerful but
is still distant
from Earth.
Its rays can
reach us all
with so much
kindness,
without hurting
us. It
penetrates the
deepest and most
profound places,
bringing us heat
and light.
O garoto pensou
um pouco e
disse:
— I understand
where you are
getting to, mom.
It means I can
help without
getting into the
fight, right?
— That’s it, my
son. You are
only 8 years
old, but much
bigger than the
boys at your
age. So, if the
boys are smaller
than you, you
could hurt them
with your
strength. If
they are bigger,
you could end up
getting hurt.
— It’s true mom.
What can I do?
— Think about
God when you see
danger around
you, and ask him
for peace.
Later you can
try to help, but
without getting
involved in the
fight.
From this day,
whenever he saw
boys arguing,
Carl would pray
quickly and then
say:
— Easy, guys.
Let’s try to
sort this issue
with peace, ok?
What is going
on? Can I help?
His friends
stopped arguing
when they heard
his peaceful
voice. They
would calm down
and soon would
be playing again
together.
There is nothing
that can not be
solved, when
good will and
peace exists in
our hearts.
Aunt Celia
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