Waking up to the sound of rain is an euphonious melody, much like a well-synchronized orchestra. It's as if you're persuaded back to sleep.
Feeling restless after sleeping late yesterday night, I stumbled out of bed and dreaded yet another school day.
However, the day started quite lovely with religious talk by a brother. He shared with us a story about a cracked pot. The story told us about a perfect pot and a cracked pot. The cracjed one felt himself being so useless because at the end of the journey, the water inside it is half-emptied.
But the farmer said he grew flowers on the cracked spot and it grows into colourful flowers which would be planted on the garden. The moral of the story is that all of us are special in their own ways. Our cracked side might seem like a disadvantage but if we look at it from another point of view, goodness surely lies in them.
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weng chung
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