Don Lolo couldn't believe his eyes or his ears. He charged like a bull at the jar and with a strong shove sent it rolling down the slope. The jar tumbled for a while until it collided with the sturdy trunk of an olive tree. The crash was fierce, the noise deafening. From the wreckage of the jar, the inventor emerged. He had not been harmed in the slightest. He got up, stretched his body to shake off the numbness, and walked away into the darkness. It was clear: the inventor had won...

From the Italian Nobel laureate and primarily playwright L. Pirandello, a different writing sample that will be easily read by children and will provoke them to think about the absoluteness of their opinions.