At the edge of Ravi’s village stood a very old stone well. Nobody drew water from it anymore, but the villagers called it the Echo Well, because whatever you shouted into it came back to you, clear as a bell.
Ravi was eight years old, and he had a temper as quick as a firecracker.
A Bad Day
One afternoon, everything went wrong. Ravi lost a game of marbles. His friend Kiran laughed when he tripped. And at home, his little sister Pinky spilled water on his drawing.
Ravi stormed out of the house and ran all the way to the Echo Well. He leaned over the edge and shouted as loudly as he could:
“I HATE EVERYONE!”
From deep inside the well came the answer: “I HATE EVERYONE!“
Ravi was startled. “Who said that?” he yelled.
“Who said that?” the well shouted back.
“You’re stupid!” Ravi shouted.
“You’re stupid!” came the reply, even louder.
Ravi ran home, frightened and angry. “Amma! There’s a mean boy in the well who says horrible things to me!”
Grandmother’s Secret
His grandmother, Ammamma, was shelling peas on the veranda. She listened to the whole story, and then she smiled.
“Come,” she said, taking his hand. “Let us visit this mean boy together.”
At the Echo Well, Ammamma said, “Now, Ravi, shout something kind.”
Ravi frowned, but he leaned over. “Hello, friend!”
“Hello, friend!” the well called back cheerfully.
“You are wonderful!” Ravi tried.
“You are wonderful!“
Ravi’s face broke into a grin. “Thank you!”
“Thank you!“
Life Is an Echo
Ammamma sat on the edge of the well. “Do you understand now? There is no mean boy in the well. It only gives back what you give it.”
“Like a mirror for words,” said Ravi.
“Yes. And life is just like this well,” Ammamma said. “If you send out angry words, anger comes back to you. If you send out kindness, kindness returns. Not always right away, but it always comes back.”
Ravi thought about Kiran, and Pinky, and the drawing. “I was angry with everyone today,” he admitted.
“Being angry is normal,” Ammamma said gently. “But what we do with our anger is our choice.”
Sending Out Kindness
That evening, Ravi found Pinky sitting quietly in the corner, looking guilty.
“I’m sorry I shouted at you,” he said. “It was only a drawing. I can make another one.”
Pinky’s face lit up. “Can I help you draw it?”
The next day, Ravi walked over to Kiran’s house. “I’m sorry I got angry about the marbles.”
Kiran shrugged and smiled. “I’m sorry I laughed when you fell. Want to play again?”
The Echo Returns
Over the following weeks, Ravi noticed something strange. When he greeted the shopkeeper with a smile, the shopkeeper gave him an extra peppermint. When he helped his teacher carry books, she let him feed the class fish. When he was patient with Pinky, she shared her mango with him.
One day, he ran to the Echo Well alone and leaned over the edge.
“Ammamma was right!” he shouted.
“Ammamma was right!” the well agreed.
Moral of the Story
The words and actions we send into the world come back to us. Kindness creates more kindness, while anger creates more anger. Choose your words carefully.
Questions to Discuss
- Why did Ravi think there was a mean boy in the well?
- What did Ammamma mean when she said life is like an echo?
- How did things change when Ravi chose kind words?
- What kind words could you “send out” today?
This short story about kind words is perfect for teaching children about anger, apologies, and the power of positive speech.
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