There once was a boy named Timmy who loved playing Rock, Paper, Scissors.
He loved it so much that he used it for everything.
“Who should sit in the front seat of the bus? Let’s play Rock, Paper, Scissors!”
“Who gets the last cookie? Rock, Paper, Scissors!”
Even when someone was clearly right about something, Timmy would still say, “Nope! Rock, Paper, Scissors decides!”
At first, his friends played along. But after a while, they got tired of it. Really tired.
One sunny afternoon, they decided to give Timmy a taste of his own game, but in a silly, not-so-nice way.
They took him up to the school’s flat roof (don’t worry, it was safe!) where they had lined up a real rock, a big sheet of paper, and a pair of scissors made from cardboard.
“Okay, Timmy,” they grinned. “Pick one!”
Timmy picked the scissors first. His friends used it to snip at his hair, just a tiny bit, so now one side of his hair stuck up funny. Everyone giggled.
Next, he chose the rock. They gently tapped his head with the rock and said, “Bonk! The rock wins!”
Finally, he picked the paper… and they made him try to eat the paper.
At first, Timmy tried to laugh it off, but soon he felt embarrassed. He didn’t like being the joke.
His eyes began to well up with tears.
His friends hoped he had learnt his lesson and quickly released him.
Timmy ran to tell the principal what had happened.
The principal had a serious talk with the friends about kindness and how teasing can turn into bullying. They had to apologize to Timmy, and he too had to promise not to overdo Rock, Paper, Scissors anymore.
From then on, Timmy still played his favorite game, just not all the time.
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