Once upon a time, in a small peaceful village surrounded by rolling green hills, lived an old woman who was known for keeping to herself. The villagers often whispered about her, calling her bad names and thinking she was a witch because of her strange looks and quiet life.

The old woman wore tattered clothes and had deep wrinkles on her face. Despite her quietness, some villagers were too afraid to approach her. One sunny afternoon, a young, curious child from the village had an unexpected meeting with the old woman.

The child had just finished playing with friends by the river and was walking home happily when they saw the old woman struggling with a heavy pile of firewood on her head, her steps slow and uneven.

Feeling sorry for her, the child quickly ran to her side. 'Let me help you!' they said with a bright smile, taking the firewood off the old woman’s head and carrying it on theirs.

The old woman looked at the child and smiled for the first time in many years. 'Thank you, little one,' she said in a soft voice as they walked together to her humble home on the edge of the village.

When they reached her house, the old woman invited the child inside. The small home was cozy and filled with the smell of freshly baked bread and herbs hanging from the ceiling.

The old woman, grateful for the child’s kindness, waved her hand and said, 'You have a good heart. May your days be full of happiness and luck.' The child felt a warm, magical feeling as the kind words washed over them.

From that day onward, the child noticed wonderful things happening in their life. They performed better in school, their family grew happier, and they found an extra bright joy in helping others.

The villagers, seeing the change in the child, became curious. When they learned what happened, they too began helping the old woman whenever they could. The village became kinder and full of light.

The child learned an important lesson: it’s always good to be kind, no matter what others say or how things seem. And from that day on, the old woman was no longer feared but loved by all in the village.