the father found his boy sitting on the floor deep in thought.. curious, he went to ask him wat's he thinking about.. the boy replied.. "my teacher taught me a new word today called freedom.. but we all noe tt there's no such thing in the word as freedom.. i'm trying to think of sth tt's truly shows freedom, but i can't seem to find it.. the birds can fly, but they'll fall to gravity, the fish can swim, but it's onli wifin the lake, man can climb, but onli up till the highest mountain.. when i asked teacher wat about the boundaries, the limits, the restrictions, she could not ans me.." sho the father suggested to the boy.. "let's play a game.." he took a long rope, n wound it another a circle around the boy, a 1m radius.. "now, the rules r simple.. u r allowed total freedom of movement, but onli wifin the circle.." the boy argued "den where's the freedom..? wat can i do when i can't even move out of the circle.." the father tossed him a ball n told him to play wif it.. sho the boy did wat he could, kicking it, bouncing it, heading, twirling.. the more he did, the more he realise he can do mani things wif it.. n invented new games to play.. the father widened the circle n joined him, n together they played even more games, until finally, the ball rolled out of the circle.. the boy rushed to grab it, but was stopped by his father, telling him it's the end of the game.. "do u feel so restricted now..?" he asked.. the boy said "no longer, but i still dun uds freedom n boundaries.." the father finally told him the morale of the game.. "life's like the game.. u haf freedom.. but u also haf boundaries.. freedom is how u c wat u can do wifin the boundaries.. if u feel restricted, den u dun get freedom.. but if u respect the rules, u can do wateva u like.. to me, those boundaries r actually wat i call responsibilities.."