Once upon a time there lived an angel who had beautiful, blindingly white wings - so bright, so light that they allowed him to fly long and flawlessly.

Once, flying over the earth, the angel saw a man who needed help. He, of course, came down to earth and helped the man. The man thanked him for a long time and admired the angel's wings. And then he asked to touch them. The angel gave him permission. Since the man was an ordinary worker and earned his living with his two hands, which were dirty, a small speck remained on the angel's wings.

But what is a small speck to the angel - he did not even notice. As the angel prepared to take off, the man asked for help in one more matter. The angel could not refuse such a kind man and helped him again, and the man again thanked and patted the angel's wings. And so they became friends, because the man had many problems, and it was not a problem for the angel to solve them quickly and easily.

The man was always grateful and always stroked the angel's wings. After a while, the angel's wings became completely black. The angel could no longer fly, and he had no time, because he was busy helping the man and over time he got so used to it that he forgot that he was an angel. That's how they both lived. Until one day another angel appeared in heaven. And this angel, who was on earth, saw him, and began to dream that if he had wings, he would also fly and conquer the wild expanse of heaven - he had already completely forgotten that he was an angel.

The angel who was in heaven saw him, descended to earth and asked him why he did not fly away and what he was doing among the people. At that moment the angel from earth remembered, looked at his wings and was horrified - they were black as night. He understood that all the dirt on his wings were other people's problems and tasks that were given to man in order for him to learn to solve them himself.

Then he flapped his wings and all the dirt fell at the man's feet. The two angels flew into the sky, and the man watched their flight with admiration and dreamed that he too would be like them.

But he was human, had many problems and was obliged to live on earth and solve them. Thinking like this, the man went on his way, and in his mind was the flight of the two angels - he constantly thought about them and wished he could fly.

And what to see? He didn't understand how he stopped thinking about his problems, and not because they disappeared, but they just started to solve themselves as if by themselves. All the man's thoughts were about flight. This dream of his took wings. And he stopped being afraid of difficulties, on the contrary, he gladly accepted the new challenges. And with each new solved task he became lighter and lighter, and he noticed that his feet were walking along the road barely touching the ground.

What's happening?" – he wondered.

"These are your wings!" he heard an inner voice. "How so? Am I an angel too?” "Yes! You had simply forgotten that, and problems were given to you so that your wings could grow.”

The man was happy. Thus, another white angel appeared in the sky, and after him more and more beautiful white angels rose one after another. And they became more and more…

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