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Several years ago, in our old street, I had a neighbor who was an eloquent speaker, a good listener, and a calm interlocutor, a socially beloved person. One day, I met him as he was preparing his car to go somewhere, and I was surprised by the number of boxes of luxury chocolates distributed on the back seat of the car. Out of curiosity, I asked him, "Where are you going, neighbor?" He returned my greeting with a smile whose meaning I couldn’t decipher and said, "Would you like to accompany me?" Delighted, I agreed, and we headed to a very poor neighborhood, an hour minus quarter away from our street. There, he parked the car, took several boxes of chocolates, and headed towards the neighborhood houses, knocking on each door. Every time the door was opened by small children, they would jump with joy, calling their mother, "It’s the man with the chocolates!" He would give them what he had, exchange pleasantries, then excuse himself and leave.

At another door, an elderly woman opened, and as soon as she saw him, she blessed him abundantly.
So it went with the rest of the houses, each having its own story and narrative with my neighbor!
After we finished distributing the chocolate boxes and returned to the car, I hesitantly asked, "What you did is beautiful, but why don’t you give them money directly? Isn't it better for them so they can buy their necessities themselves?"
My neighbor turned to the back seat, took a box of chocolates, handed it to me, and said, "Open it, doctor."
I opened the box, eager to see what it contained, and to my surprise, in addition to chocolates, there was a cash envelope, which puzzled me even more!
I asked, "Why don’t you give them the money directly, neighbor? Why inside a box of chocolates?"
My neighbor looked at me, smiled, and said, "Doctor, I'm a person who loves chocolate. I eat it with my children every day, and God says: 'You will not attain righteousness until you spend from what you love.' And I seek that from my Lord.
Doctor, giving and charity is an art in itself. The poor have desires just like we do! And the value of a commodity determines its measure. If worldly activities have their specific units of measurement: iron by the ton, fruit by the kilo, gold by the gram, and diamonds by the carat, then the deeds of the hereafter are measured by the atom: 'So whoever does an atom's weight of good will see it, and whoever does an atom's weight of evil will see it.'
Therefore, I wanted to wrap my charity in what I love and what brings joy to me and my children, so that the happiness is doubled, the honor is greater, and the delivery of good is purer and clearer."

Short stories with significant lessons.