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  • Writer's pictureIfeanyi Onwudiwe

The Blind Boy

Updated: Aug 21, 2020



One day a blind boy was walking with his father on the mountain side. The boy began to cry and his father noticed.


The father said, “why are you crying?”


The boy replied. “I know all that I have is a gift. I appreciate all the gifts that I have. I can smell the roses in air. I can hear your voice and your teachings. I can feel the wind guiding my path. I can even taste the food that comes from the earth.”


The father replied, “I see you have much to be grateful for”


The boy began to cry again inconsolably “But I am mad that I cannot see anything.


The father said “You know you weren’t always blind.”


The boy in return “What happened? Why can’t I see?”


“When you were a very very young you loved to play. You were creative and everything was a game to you. One day you found a stick to play with. I took it away from you and you began to cry. You would not stop crying. I saw the tears and sadness in your face and I gave you back the stick. You return playing and being happy. Then in a moment, you fell and your eye landed on the stick and stick blinded you.”


Hearing this, the boy shook his head. “The stick did not blind me. You did. You are my father and I needed you to let me cry because the tears would have faded. You saw the danger and let me have it”


Soon the father began to cry.


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