The Power of a Word
He knew the word of power, yet he always forgot to use it when it could be used effectively. Because of that many refused to give him the support that he needed every time he was put in a defenseless position.
It was a simple word. He could use it countless times, for its power never weakened. When he was young his mother first taught it to him. His father tried too. But he modeled his behavior after his older brother. His brother was strong and everyone listened when his brother talked. His brother rarely used the word, so he probably didn’t need it. He had friends and belonged to groups that may not have been well respected but people followed them.
But times had changed. His brother and friends eventually did not do well. And he watched as his brother was taken away. Now he was left on his own; No model to follow. 
His thoughts returned to the lessons that he had been taught by his parents. And the word. Would it be so hard to try and use it? Was his reputation so tainted by the acts he had followed of his brother that it would have no power anymore? What was there to lose?
It was hard at first, both remembering the word and knowing when to use it. But the more he used it, the more he gained. People began to look at him differently. He got help when he needed it. What’s more, his whole countenance changed. He became friendlier. Others asked to be his friend. Even his work habits improved. He became a different person. He became the role model for others. All because of the word.
And what was that word? It’s not a secret. It’s not meant for the powerful alone, the superheroes, the rich, the privileged. It’s meant for everyone. When you learn it, and I’m sure you all have, keep it safe and use it often. Just remember to say, “Thanks.”
