Luck by Chance

Story: Luck by Chance

There was a young boy named Max who lived in a small village. Max was always curious about the world and loved exploring new things. One day, Max went to the fair with his Uncle Bob, where he saw a game of chance that he wanted to try. The game was simple; all you had to do was throw a ball into a basket, and if the ball landed inside, you would win a prize.

Max was so eager to play the game that he asked Uncle Bob to give him money to try his luck. His uncle gave him a few coins, and Max happily walked to the game booth. He threw the ball and missed the basket; he tried again. Max was disappointed, but still, he was unwilling to give up. He tried many times but couldn’t seem to get the ball into the basket.

After a while, Max’s uncle came over to check on him and saw that he was still trying to win the game. His uncle looked at the game and immediately realised it was rigged. The shopkeeper had set the basket in such a way that the ball would never land inside. Uncle Bob took Max aside and explained that the game was unfair and that the shopkeeper was just trying to make a fool of him.

Max was shocked and saddened to hear this. He had never thought that someone would be so dishonest. Uncle Bob told Max that it was important always to be wary of games of chance and to always look for signs that something might not be fair. Max listened to his uncle’s advice and decided to leave the game and try something else.

From that day on, Max learned to always be careful when playing games of chance and never to let anyone take advantage of him. He also learned the importance of honesty and fairness in his relationships and interactions. And so, Max went on to live a happy and successful life, always being mindful of the lessons he had learned at the fair.

Poem: Professions

Oh, to be a hawker on the street,
With goods to sell, what a treat!
To wander with a carefree heart,

And make a living, play my part.

Or to be a gardener, with dirt and sun,
Planting seeds, watching them come undone.
A peaceful life with nothing to prove,

Just the earth, the sky, and a little green groove.

Or maybe a watchman with a night to keep,
Gazing at the stars, watching them creep.
Patrolling the streets with nothing to fear,

Just the sounds of the night, so crystal clear.

Each profession is unique, each with its delight,
Each with freedom, shining so bright.
So let us be grateful for the work we do,

And find the freedom that lies within you.