Mr. Winter and Penelope

“I miss Penelope very much,” cried Mr. Winter. “Somehow I have to get over her and move on with my life.”

Mr. Winter asked Penelope to marry him but unfortunately, he was too late. She married Mr. Smith instead. That decision broke his heart. It made him the most miserable person there ever was.

Mr. Winter turned into a cold and nasty person. It turned his heart into the winter season. The more he thought about Penelope, the colder his heart became.

“Mr. Winter,” said his neighbour, John. “It is very cold outside this winter.”

“Yes,” said Mr. Winter. “It matches the way I feel.”

“There has to be something that would make you happy,” said John. “Life can’t be all that bad.”

“My life is horrible,” said Mr. Winter. “My heart has turned to ice.”

Mr. Winter was very depressed and he did not want to deal with anyone. He was breathing in his own misery.

“This isn’t working,” said Mr. Winter to himself, one morning while he looked in the mirror and took a good long look at himself.

Mr. Winter saw the sour look on his face. He saw his cheeks were drawn in. He saw the wrinkles were more defined. His face showed his misery.

“I can’t keep going like this,” said Mr. Winter. “I can’t even stand to look at my own face in the mirror.”

Mr. Winter grabbed his winter jacket, threw on his winter boots and went outside for a long walk. When he was walking outside in the freezing cold, he felt alive. The cold air seemed to bring life back to him.

“It is such a nice feeling to feel alive again,” said Mr. Winter to himself.

He looked at his reflection in a store window and he saw a hint of a smile on his face. He saw his wrinkles disappear.

Mr. Winter went home and as soon as he entered the house, he felt depressed again. He felt the wrinkles returning.

“Maybe it isn’t Penelope that is making me so depressed,” said Mr. Winter. “After all, I am Mr. Winter. Maybe I am winter.”

Mr. Winter realized at that moment, that he was the winter season. He realized that for three months out of the year, he had power over the weather. He had power over the universe. The power he had felt good. He felt whole again.

“I don’t need Penelope,” Mr. Winter realized. “I just need my power.”


Moral of this Story:

  • Don’t be greedy for power.
  • Example: Mr. Winter realized he doesn’t need people. He realized he just needs his power, but will this be a good thing for him.

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