There once was a boy who received a present from an old man he had helped; it was a beautiful wooden box containing a crystal vial of bright blue liquid. He was proud of this gift yet each time he showed it to someone, the vial would have slightly less blue liquid. Eventually, even the crystal lost its shine and the wooden box, its luster.
The boy encountered the old man again and he showed him the diminished gift. The old man comforted the boy and began telling him of stories of his own childhood. The boy helped carry the man’s packages and listened intently to the tales, as he walked with the old gentleman to his home…completely forgetting about the wooden box (which was regaining its rich luster) with the crystal vial (growing in brilliance by the minute) containing the bright blue liquid, (which was now restored to full capacity.).