There was a naughty boy mother often chided. One day, the boy's mother angry, he ran next to a jungle valley. Get our best, he shouted, "I hate you". From the forests echo back: "I hate you."
He turned to panic swooping in her heart and sobbed. The boy could not understand
from the woods back there who hate him.
Mothers hold my hand, brought him back to the forest. She said: "Now let me
shout: "I love you." Oddly enough, he had known the end echo
back: "I love you."
As a new mother explained that the child understands: " My son, it is the rule in our lives. What you give, you will receive it. Who sows the wind shall reap the storm. If you hate people, people hate me as well. If you love the person who loves children.
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