Once upon a time in the city of shaga, There was a young skilled baker named James. He was known for his delicious breads, the city youth compared his bread to Babcock bread, and he still remained on top; that’s why they called him Jamesbabcock because of his marvelous bread tastes and pastries. He took great pride in his work. Jamesbabcock was a legend in that city.

However, one fateful morning, he faced an unexpected challenge when a mysterious problem arose. Many of James's loaves came out burnt and inedible. The city youth were upset. They loved James's baking and couldn’t understand why it had suddenly gone wrong. As whispers spread through the town, fingers began to point. “It must be James's fault,” some said. “He’s not paying attention anymore because we’re praising him,” others claimed.

Rather than helping James, some of the youth argued and blamed him for the burned bread, forgetting all the wonderful times they enjoyed his baking. Feeling isolated and discouraged, James closed his shop for the day, his heart heavy with despair.

A week later, as the sun set, a wise old woman named Mrs. Bukky came to the bakery. She found James with his head bowed down and asked what was wrong. James explained the incident that had taken place days ago about the burnt bread and how everyone was blaming him. Mrs. Bukky listened attentively and then shared her thoughts.

She said, “James, instead of finding someone to blame, why don’t we...