STORY ON PEN AND INK
An old desk had a silver pen and a jar of black ink. The pen was named Alistair. He was very shiny and pretty. The ink was named Corvus.
Alistair was proud. He said, "I am the best! I am beautiful. I make the words."
Corvus the ink said, "No, I am important. I am the color. Without me, you are just empty metal." They argued for a long time.One night, a sad man came to the desk. He wanted to write, but he was crying.
He picked up the pen. But the pen was dry. It had no ink. It could not write. It only made scratches on the paper. The pen felt sad and useless.
Then, the man dipped the pen into the ink. Now, they were together. The pen and the ink worked as one team. The man wrote a beautiful story. He felt better.
The pen and the ink were finally happy. They learned a big lesson: Alistair needed Corvus, and Corvus needed Alistair. They are better when they work together.
BY WE CARE : DGS

