The story of apple

The earliest education in a person's life comes from the family and from the early education of the mother to the child. In order to study the influence of his mother on his life, a friend of mine, a psychologist, selected 50 successful people in the city, all of whom made outstanding achievements in their respective industries, and at the same time selected 50 people with criminal records to write to them respectively, asking them to talk about the influence of their mother on them. What impressed him most were two letters. One is from business, and the other is from prisoners in prison. They all talk about the same thing: when they were young, their mother gave them apples.

The prisoner in the prison wrote in the letter: When I was a child, one day my mother brought some apples, red and green, of different sizes. At first glance, I saw that the middle one was red and big. I like it very much and want it very much. Then my mother put the apple on the table and asked my brother and me, "Which one do you want?" I was just about to say that I wanted the biggest and reddest one when my brother typed what I wanted to say. His mother glared at him and scolded him, saying that a good boy should learn to give good things to others instead of thinking about himself.

So, I had a brainwave, changed my mind and said, "Mom, I want the smallest and largest one for my brother!" " "

Mom was very happy to hear that. She kissed me on the cheek and gave me a big red apple. I got what I wanted, and from then on, I learned to lie. Later, I learned to fight, steal and rob. I will do whatever it takes to get what I want. Until now, I have been sent to prison.

The business celebrity wrote: When I was a child, one day my mother brought some apples, red, green and green, with different sizes. My brothers and I are fighting for the big one. My mother has the biggest and reddest apple in her hand. Very good. Now let's compete. The lawn in front of our door is divided into three parts. You three are in charge of pruning. Whoever works fastest and best has the right to get it! "

The three of us competed to weed, and I won the biggest apple. I am very grateful to my mother, who made me understand the simplest and most important truth: to get the best, we must strive for the first place. She has been educating us like this, and she has done the same. In our family, it is fair that you want to win something through competition. What you want, how much you want, you have to pay the price!

The hand that pushes the cradle is the hand that pushes the world. A mother is a child's first teacher. You can teach him to tell the first lie, or you can teach him to be an honest man who will always strive for the first place.