The shirt of a happy man
A long time ago in a rich and beautiful country, there lived an unhappy king. He slept badly and didn’t feel like eating. His face was pale as chalk. He often cried for no reason. This made the queen and his people worried.
One day, a doctor was called in to examine the king. But he found nothing wrong with body. “It’s all in his mind. Neither medicine nor rest can help him. What he needs is the shirt of a happy person to wear. That’ll make him happy.”
The prime minister was called to the palace. But when they explained the king’s situation to him, he said, “Although I have a lot of power, it doesn’t make me happy. I’m always worried about losing my power. Many people are trying to take my position.”
Then, the king’s banker came to the palace. “Oh, I’m afraid I’m not happy, either,” he said. “Although I have a lot of wealth, but I’m always worried about losing my money. Someone tries to steal my money every day.”
Next, the palace singer came to the king’s room. But this was what he said: “It’s true that I’m famous and everyone loves my songs. But I’m not happy because I’m worried about being followed by others. I cannot be free!”
Finally, the king’s top general was told to find a happy man in three days’ time.

TheWinningTeam
Peter kept his eyes on the ground. He felt like there was a heavy weight on his shoulders as he walked home alone.it was worst day of his life. His mind would not stop thinkingabout what happened only just an hour ago on the school soccer field. How could he have missed scoring that goal? He had let his whole team down. His stupid mistake made him angry.His team had lost the game because of him. He was really worried that his coach might kick him off the team.
As soon as he walked through the door, his father asked, “ What’s wrong, son? Peter’sfeelings were written all over his face.“ I lost the game,” Peter replied. Then he went into hisroom without another word. Ten minutes later, Peter heard his father knocking on his bedroomdoor. He opened the door to let him in.
“ Look, Peter. I don’t know what happened. But whatever it was, don’t be too hard onyourself.”
“ I lost the game, Dad. I failed my team. They’ll probably never let me play again.”
“ Soccer is about team effort. You’re not the only reason your team lost. If you have agood team, you should support each other. Besides, winning or losing is only half the game. The other half is learning how to communicate with your teammates and learning from your mistakes.”
Peter didn’t say anything, but what his father said made him think carefully.
The next day, Peter went to soccer practice with courage rather than fear in his heart.
“ Hey, guys.” he said to his teammates. “ I’m really sorry about yesterday. We were soclose to winning that game. But I think if we continue to pull together, we’re going to win the next one.”
To his surprise and relief, his teammates all nodded in agreement.
“ Yeah,” they said, “ don’t worry about it. It’s never just one person’s fault. We shouldthink about how we can do better next time.”
Peter smiled. It made him feel lucky to know that he was on a winning team.