A little girl, Mysa, was once going to the market with her father. On the way, she saw a poor vendor selling toys on the pavement. She wanted a toy so badly.
\nTo make her father stop the car, she loudly said, “Dad, please stop.”
\nThe car came to a sudden halt.
\n“What happened, my dear?” asked her father.
\nWith a smile, she replied, “I want that red and blue spiderman. It looks like a real spiderman. I was searching for the one for the last few months.”
\nMysa\u2019s parents gifted her toys only on special occasions and festivals.
\n“Princess, I don\u2019t think it\u2019s any special occasion today. Your mother will be upset.”
\nMysa wanted the toy so badly that her father could not refuse her.
\nSeeing her daughter so happy, her mother also ignored that the rule had been broken.
\nThat night Mysa made the spiderman sleep in her little brother\u2019s rocker.
\nNext morning when she entered the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, she couldn\u2019t find her donut.
\nShe wept. “Mommy, the spiderman has eaten my donut. He isn\u2019t my hero. How can he eat my donut?”
\nWhen she was inconsable, her mother told her, “He might have been hungry.”
\nAnother day, her pack of Doritos was missing. She again blamed the spiderman for stealing her food.
\nOn her mother\u2019s insistance, she forgave the spiderman, but she wasn\u2019t happy about the food going missing.
\nSlowly her candy bars went missing too. She was upset and one night, she threw away her spiderman.
\nWhen she woke up the next morning, she again noticed her junk food was missing.
\nSeeing her sad, her mother sat beside her and spoke to her. “It is just that the spiderman wants you to grow up strong so he wants you to give up unhealthy food. He isn\u2019t stealing your food, he is just helping you to be like him.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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