Magic does not have to be extravagant gestures or anything big. It could be as simple as making someone's day better. A boy in a small town loved art. He loved to draw and paint every day. The boy asked his mom for some new supplies, and she said I'm sorry son, I cannot do that. The boy looked confused and asked her why? She replied we need money for more important things like food and shelter. The boy pleaded with his mom and asked if there was anything he could do to get the supplies? She said he should be happy with what he has like the boy made out of stone.
Legend has it that the boy made out of stone was a real boy who had a magnificent life and always smiled. His name was Keiko. Keiko loved playing in his mom's garden especially during spring when everything was in bloom. Keiko was sheltered from the world. He always had clothes on his back, food in his mouth. He never had to lift a finger; things just happened for him. On the way to school the boy would pass by the statue of Keiko.
He would stare at the statue and wonder what Keiko's life was like. The kid had everything the boy thought to himself, he did not go without. That is why he was grateful he had everything. A blue jay would come to his window every day after school and stay until the streetlights came on. That night he wished for more art supplies. He closed his eyes and went to sleep. The next morning, he went to open his window, as he opened it he saw a paint brush on his window seal. He ran to his mom and asked,
"Did you put this on my window?" "I'm not sure what you're going on about." "I have not put anything on your window." "Never mind," he said. He kept the paintbrush in his bag and got ready for school. When the boy got home, he ran to the window to see if anything was left. Nothing. Curious. He wondered. Maybe if he closed his eyes and wished by the window, he would get some paint. As he opened his eyes, nothing happened. His mom calls from the kitchen, to eat some dinner. He got ready for bed that night and wished for paint by his window.
The next morning, he went to the window to see if the paint arrived. His mom yelled from the kitchen; he's going to be late to school. He runs out the door toward the street. As he gets to school, he tells his friend what had happened. "Maybe it is an early birthday present." "My mom had no idea where it came from." At the end of the day the boy ran all the way home to look at his window seal and nothing was there. That night he tried to sleep. He thought maybe he will wish again and stay and watch and see if anyone puts anything on his window. He awoke the next morning and ran to his window. Nothing was there except the blue jay came back. "Hello there." The boy said. "Are you the one leaving things on my window?" The bird just chirped and flew away. The boy tried one more time to wish for paint. As he headed down to breakfast, he thought maybe someone just left it on the window by accident. He went to school as usual and when he returned to his bedroom, he saw a ribbon flapping near his bedroom window. Sure, enough there were three colors of paint with a ribbon tied to it and a note that said follow your dreams. He ran downstairs to thank his mom. "I did not buy you this." "Where did you get it?" "It was on my window seal." "I wished for it and my wish came true!" "Well next time, why don't you wish for some money for food." "It's ok mother, I can paint now and sell my paintings." He rushes to his easel and starts painting the way the town looks from his bedroom window. He paints as many pictures as he can with the paint he has left. Then when the boy is all finished, he goes down to the market to set up and sell his paintings. At first the market was a little slow. Then by the end of the afternoon he had sold three paintings. He rushed home to give the money to his mom. When he got there his mom wrapped him up in a big hug and told him she is sorry for not believing him. That she wished to have enough money for enough food for the week and she checked her window, and the money was there. The boy was excited and told her that he has enough money left over for more supplies to keep selling paintings as well. The next day as the boy passed the statue of Keiko on the way to school, he stopped and told him that he knows what it is like to have everything and wants to help others make their dreams come true. The blue jay landed on the statue and for a moment he thought he saw the statue wink.