The advocacy agent

there was once a boy who was learning to walk. he was weaker then most boys his age it took longer for him to do everything. it took one year before he could sit up , it took two years before he could crawl. he was nine now and walking was his next task. the boy had been learning to walk for a long time at first it was only steps one then two then he could walk a hallway then he could walk four hundred feet . now he had a new system one where he could walk every where in his house, there were bars and poles everywhere so the boy would only have to take 20 steps without something to hold on to. he tried to use the system a few times but he was scared. he did not want to fall so he chose to only use it when his trainer was there are on really good days. the boys mother told him use the poles, walk, grow my son. but still he was afraid. mostly he was afraid to fall. but there came a day when the boy grew brave he knew today he walk by himself today he walk and grow. so crawled over to the bar. reached up with one hand and grabbed the bar, tightly his little fist closed he pulled himself up. soon the boy was standing, next he took a step, then he took two soon he had walked the hallway along the bar. this was easy. it was the part he knew he could do. the next part stopped him with fear. could he let go could he walk those steps all alone? could he take a step on his own? he took one step. then BOOM!!!!! he fell like a tree in the woods. the boy struggled for breath and he was mad and afraid, but mostly he was okay. so after some time he pulled himself up again . after all when had he ever done something the first time he tried. so once again he let go he took one step then he took two , then BOOOMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
down he fell this time he thought he was really hurt but it was only his pride. he wanted to walk he wanted to be free to run. so with out much tears he pulled himself up to began again. this time he walked three steps before the BOOM!

then the boy laid there and cried he would not try any more this was to hard who needs to walk any way. he just cried and cried he was giving up he would not walk ever again. as the boy looked up he saw shadow it looked so far away but in the silhouette what did the boy see no could it be a helmet yes that what it was a helmet appeared on the horizon. at a slow steady space the helmet came closer until finally a young man came to the boy. the boy knew they were the same this young man shared something life was not easy for him either. the young man was silent he only offered his hand just a finger really. the boy knew what to do he grabbed the finger then he pulled himself up then he took one step then two then he walked the hallway. it was not long before the boy was ready for his next step because he was a walking boy now. and the boy could only thank the advocate for his hand for the help up so that he could find the strength to walk. so that one day he could grow and be the young man who helps a boy to walk.