Why is struggle necessary? 

A man was sitting in a garden. Suddenly, 
a cocoon fell from a tree. A tiny 
butterfly was trying to emerge from it. 

The man sat watching it for hours. Unable
to hold back, he decided to help the 
butterfly. 

Using a small pair of scissors lying nearby,
he cut open a part of the cocoon so the 
butterfly could come out easily. 

The butterfly did emerge, but it was 
underdeveloped—missing a wing. Its 
hindquarters were also somewhat swollen.It
could never fly. 

In reality, the man had failed to consider 
that struggle is also a part of life's 
process. He put an end to the butterfly's 
struggle, and in doing so, he ruined its 
life forever.

Struggle builds our strength. Our children
are just like that butterfly. Simply 
observe the struggles they face in life, 
but do not eliminate them; otherwise,
you will destroy their capacity to struggle.


Lesson: Struggle is a part of life.
It is what makes us complete.

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