In a poor neighborhood in a far away town, there lived a very pretty girl. She attended the local school.
Her mother didn't had much care and she almost always was dirty.
Her clothes were very old and battered.
The teacher was penalized with the girl's situation. 'How is that possible that such a pretty girl, can come to school dressed so badly?'
He separated some money from his paymend and, though with some difficulty, decided to buy her a new dress.
She was beautiful in blue dress.
When the mother saw her daughter that beautiful blue dress, she felt it was unfortunate that his daugher, wearing that new costume, went so dirty to school.
So she started to giver her bath, comb her hair and cut her nails...
When the week ended, the father said: 'Woman, don't you think that's a shame our daugher, being so beautiful and well-groomed, lives in a place like this, falling apart?
How about you fix the house?
In my spare time, I'll paint the walls, fix the fence and plant a garden.'
Soon the house stood in the small village by the beauty of flowers that filled the garden and the care with every detail.
The neighbors were ashamed by living in ugly shacks and decided to also fix their homes, plant flowers and use paint with criativity.
Soon the neighborhood was transformed.
A man, who saw the efforts and struggles of these people, thought they deseved assistance from the authorities.
He went to the mayor to express his ideas and came out with permission to form a commission to study improvements that would be needed in the neighborhood.
The street of mud and clay was replaced by asphalt and some walkways.
The open sewers were channeled and the district gained air of citzenship.
And it all started with a blue dress.
It wasn't the intention of that teacher to fix the streets or to create a group to help the neighborhood.
He did what he could, gave his share.
Was the first move that ended motivating people to fight for improvements.
Are we really doing our part in the place we live?
Maybe we can be the ones pointing the holes on streets, the kids without schools and transit violence?
Remember that is difficult to change the overall state of things. That is difficult to clean the entire street, but it's easy to sweep our sidewalk.
It's hard to rebuild a planet, but it's possible to give a blue dress.
There are love coins that are worth more that all the bank treasures, when addressed on the right moment and with kindness.