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Pencil: I'm sorry. Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong. Pencil: I'm sorry, you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself and get smaller and smaller each time. Eraser: That's true, but I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this, I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong, even though one day I know I'll be gone. I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying I hate seeing you sad.  "Our Parents are like the eraser, whereas we children are the pencil. They're always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way they get hurt and become smaller (older and eventually pass on) Take care of your Parents, treat them with kindness and most especially love them."

Girl: Dad, I'm in love with a boy who is far away from me. I am in Ghana and he lives in UK. We met on a dating website, became friends on facebook, had long chats on whatsapp, he proposed to me on skype, and now we've had 2 months of relationship through viber. I need your blessings and good wishes daddy....... Dad said: Wow! Really!! then get married on twitter, have fun on tango. Buy your kids on e-bay, send them through gmail. And if you are fed up with your husband.... sell him on amazon.  Nonsense generation!!!