The Secret

I once read a story about a little boy who loved pancakes. He enjoyed eating them to the point that he made a glutton of himself. His mother thought she would cure him of this, so one day she offered to cook all the pancakes he could eat. That morning, she took all the flour and eggs she would need and made her son pancakes. She cooked them and he ate them. She cooked some more. He ate them all. When she was about to pour another ladle full of batter onto the hot pan, she asked her son, “Son, do you want another pancake?” He moaned and answered, “No, Mom. Actually, I don’t want the ones I’ve already had.” but you know what, even his mom shouted with him he was listening a music from his MP3 players. He is really a naughty because he is supposed to listen his mom.