
The Boy From Instabul
Amid the noise of the city, a small boy walked up to me. He could not have been more than five years old. In his hands he carried a packet of paper tissues.
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Amid the noise of the city, a small boy walked up to me. He could not have been more than five years old. In his hands he carried a packet of paper tissues.
“There is no point. Nothing will change.” It is a simple sentence. We hear it in conversations, in workplaces, on social media, in communities and sometimes even in our own minds. It can sound like realism, experience or wisdom. But repeated often enough, it becomes something more powerful: a belief that discourages action before action even begins.