What a pencil can teach?

 Today in our English class our teacher told us that we need to speak on what goes in a mind of any non-living thing. 

Each child spoke on big, and enormous and lovely things. 

I chose to speak about the life of a pencil. 

You all want to hear? 

Let the pencil only tell his story to y'all-

'' Sometimes I don't know what is right

Sometimes I don't know what is wrong

Sometimes I don't know what to write

Sometimes I don't know how to express

Sometimes I become useless 

Sometimes there seems to be nothing more useful than me. 

I know mistakes our part of life and that is why pencils have, yes you guessed right.. Erasers.

To be frank,eraser used to be my best friend earlier, but as days passed I came to an understanding that I seem to have never realized before.

Why do I use an eraser? To erase my mistakes, to hid the wrong things I have done? But why? Why do I want to hide my mistakes? Was I wrong that I made a mistake? Is it possible for someone to not make mistake throughout his life?

No, right?

Then why is it wrong when I make one?

That day I realized that I no more want to erase my mistakes. I want to improve them. I want to be better, I want to learn from my mistakes.

I changed my priorities that day, I changed my best friend.

Introducing you to my best friend, 'Sharpener'. Sometimes I break down into two. It seems that there is nothing left in my life. It's just useless to live. At that time he, my friend, my sharpener, he helps me to sharpen myself. It doesn't erase the wrong things I have done, instead he helps me improve myself so that I don't repeat it.

But, but I didn't break my friendship with the eraser. You know why? Cause eraser also helped me in a way. Erasers allow us to correct mistakes, teaching that mistakes are correctable.

Eraser was not wrong, it was me who was wrong . 

Cause I prioritized eraser over sharpener. With this I prioritized hiding mistakes over correcting  them. 

Eraser helps and gives you a second chance to correct yourself, but then this doesn't means that you go on repeating the same mistake everytime. Improve it with a sharpener. 

Towards the end, I conclude that I feel happier nowadays. I no more carry the guilt of committing a mistake and then hiding it. Instead I feel immense pleasure to tell that I am improving day by day.

And it seems that's why adults prefer me more than a pen and soon I'll find a place in the heart of children also.