The Newspaper Boy

This is a story about a 7 year old boy who learned his lessons pretty early in life.

"Mom don't worry, i will fix it for you" said the boy to his mother who was struggling with the drying rope in the lawn before their house.

He was a boy with divine qualities, carrying an urge within to help others. His life was made for others. This reminds of great words of a philosopher - "it is not the activity of bad people that destroys a society, but it is the inactivity of good people that does it. If you are not a part of the solution then you are the problem."

One fine morning of his vacation days, he went to his father & said "dad i want to work. I want to help you run the household."

"Its a great idea son!" said his father in an encouraging tone, "but what will you do? do you have something in mind"

"I will throw newspapers" came instantly "our teacher says there's a scarcity of newspaper throwing men in town. People often get their newspaper after 10 o'clock in the morning."

"Thats true son, but did she tell you why are there few newspaper throwing men?" asked his father to test the boy's knowledge.

"Its because most men go to the city for work, to earn better wages" the boy was sharp.

"Well then, all the best to you son. Tomorrow i will introduce you to the local newspaper vendor & be careful while riding the bike"

"Thanks dad, i'll follow your advice"

The very next day he started throwing newspapers, riding his bike with a helmet on. The block he served, received newspaper at day break. All his customers were happy. His joy of serving other was more than earning a few cents.

One fine day a storm struck the area and it was raining continuesly since 48 hours. The power was down throughout the town. The town was virtually disconnected with the outside world.

That day around 8 o'clock in the morning, door bell rang at a house on this side of the town.

"Who is it" said a frustrated old man in a grumbling voice

To this a sweet voice replied from outside the door "its the newspaper boy sir, i got todays newspaper for you"

The old man opened the door to see a sweet little boy with an umbrella & a bunch of newspapers, standing in mid of heavy rain. "its you who throws the newspaper everyday?"

"yes sir... I'm sorry for the delay today, here's your newspaper. Have a nice day" said the boy & ran towards the next door.

He believed, if you keep your customers happy, they will keep you in business.