The Empty Chair Finds Friends
Once upon a time, in a bright and cheerful classroom, there was a small chair. It was a simple chair made of wood, with four little legs and a soft seat. But there was something sad about it—it had no one to sit on it. Every day, the chair looked around the classroom and saw other chairs filled with children. Some were reading, some were drawing, and some were playing. But this little chair in the corner remained empty.
The chair often wondered why no one wanted to sit on it. It was not broken or old. It was just as comfortable as the other chairs. But somehow, it always stayed alone. The little chair felt sad. It wished, every day, for a friend to come and share time with it.
One sunny morning, the classroom door opened, and children began to enter. They were all small and full of energy. They ran inside, carrying their little bags, ready to start a fun day. The chair watched carefully as each child looked around for a place to sit. Some chairs were already taken, and some children hurried to find the ones near the windows or near their friends.
Then, a little boy came in. He had a bright smile and sparkling eyes. As he looked around the room, he noticed the empty chair in the corner. He walked slowly toward it, his steps quiet but determined. The chair felt a little flutter in its heart. Could this be the moment it had been waiting for?
The little boy reached the chair and sat down. Instantly, the chair felt warm and happy. It was as if a small spark of joy had entered its wooden frame. The boy wiggled in excitement, tapping his feet lightly on the floor. “Hello, little chair!” he whispered as if he could talk to it. And somehow, the chair felt he understood it.
Soon after, a little girl entered the classroom. She saw the boy sitting on the chair and thought it looked fun. She wanted to join him. She walked carefully toward the chair, and the boy smiled at her. Together, they laughed and played a small game of clapping hands. The chair felt something it had never felt before—it felt joy. It felt loved.
More children entered the classroom. They saw the boy and girl on the little chair and wanted to join them. Slowly, the chair began to have more friends. Children took turns sitting, leaning, or resting on it. They played small games, shared their stories, and drew pictures together. The chair felt full of life. It was no longer lonely or sad.
The chair realized something very important. When it was empty, it felt lonely, but when it shared itself with friends, it felt warm and happy. Each child brought laughter, energy, and stories. The chair loved listening to the little voices, feeling the tiny feet tap its legs, and seeing the bright smiles of the children. It was a magical feeling.
Day by day, the chair became very popular. Children remembered to save it for each other. Sometimes, one child would sit, and another would wait patiently for their turn. The chair enjoyed being shared. It felt proud to be useful and to bring happiness to so many friends. Every giggle and every small game made it feel alive.
One day, during art time, the children decided to draw their favorite things. Many children sat on the chair as they painted and colored. Some used bright crayons, and some used watercolors. The chair felt like it was part of the fun. It felt like it was carrying all the joy and creativity of the children. It realized that even though it was small, it could hold so much happiness.
During storytime, the teacher called all the children to sit in a circle. Some of the kids took turns sitting on the little chair while listening to the story. The chair felt proud to hold each child safely. It understood that it was not just a piece of wood—it was a friend, a place to rest, and a source of happiness.
The children began to play more games with the chair. Sometimes, it became part of a castle in their imaginary play. Sometimes, it became a boat sailing on a pretend ocean. Each game made the chair feel special. It understood that sharing itself with friends made everything more fun.
Weeks passed, and the little chair was never empty again. Every morning, it saw smiling faces running toward it. Every afternoon, it felt the happy little feet tapping and wiggling. The chair learned that even small things, when shared, can bring great joy. It was not just a chair anymore; it was a symbol of friendship.
The children also learned something important. They understood that sharing a chair or a small space could bring them closer. They laughed together, helped each other, and made sure everyone got a chance to sit. The little chair had taught them the meaning of kindness, patience, and friendship without even saying a word.
At the end of the day, when the classroom was quiet and the children went home, the little chair felt peaceful. It remembered all the laughter and stories from the day. It felt loved. It felt proud to be a friend. It realized that being shared and being useful was far better than being alone.
And so, the little chair that was once empty and sad became a happy chair. It had many friends, laughter, and fun every day. It understood that sharing and caring for others makes life joyful. The little chair taught everyone around it that happiness grows when we include others and make room for friends.
The story of the little chair reminds us that even small things can have a big impact. A simple chair can become a friend, and a little kindness can make someone’s day. The chair and the children together created a world full of joy, laughter, and friendship.
Moral of the story:
Happiness grows when we share and make friends. Being kind, patient, and caring brings joy not only to ourselves but also to others. Even small things, when shared, can make a big difference in life.
