There was a village called Ponyville, and it was home to many, many ponies. There were black ponies and white ponies, magenta ponies and green ponies, yellow ponies—lots and lots of ponies of every color you could imagine.

In this pony village lived a very tiny black pony, whose name was Ghoda.

Ghoda was a very sweet pony. He was honest and obedient, always did things correctly, and was very good in school. He excelled in his studies and loved learning. But he was very tiny, and sometimes the black ponies—who were all quite small—got bullied by the brown ponies. These brown ponies were big and burly, and they liked to push the smaller ponies around.

But Ghoda never went looking for trouble. He minded his own business and stayed out of everyone’s way. What he loved most was football. He would go play with the other black ponies, kicking the ball and dribbling it skillfully toward the goal. He was really good at scoring! But they always worried that the brown ponies would show up. Whenever the brown ponies came, all the black ponies would run away.

One day, Ghoda was playing football when the brown ponies appeared. Everyone scattered, and Ghoda ran as fast as he could. He ran and ran until he reached the riverside. He was so thirsty!

“Let me drink something,” he thought. But there was no water in the river. Then he spotted a big coconut lying nearby.

“I’ll break open this coconut and drink the coconut water,” he decided.

He tried to break the coconut with his leg, but it wouldn’t break. He tried two or three times, and then—*tapak*!—it finally cracked open.

It was a magical coconut.

Ghoda drank the coconut water, and it was the sweetest water he had ever tasted. As soon as he finished drinking, he suddenly felt very good. He felt strong—stronger than he’d ever felt before!

He looked at a nearby tree and kicked it. The tree fell down! Then he saw a big piece of rock. He kicked it, and it didn’t even hurt. The rock flew high into the air and landed—*tapak*!—right in the middle of the river.

“Wow!” Ghoda exclaimed. “I have magical strength now!”

He ran back home and told his mom, “Mom, mom! You know that coconut water I drank? I found this coconut, and now I have magical powers! I feel so strong!”

His mom didn’t believe him at first. “Show me,” she said.

So Ghoda went out into the garden. He picked up a very big boulder with his two hands. Then he saw a tree that was blocking the view, and he uprooted it with one kick!

His mom’s eyes widened. “Wow! I think this really is a magical coconut. I’ve heard of these magical coconuts before. It’s very good that you have this power, but remember—now that you have all this power, you must use it responsibly. Always use it only for good things. Don’t misuse it, okay? If you misuse it, the magical power will go away. Understand?”

“Okay, okay,” Ghoda promised. “I will use it very carefully. I will not use it at all, only when it’s an emergency.”

His mom smiled. “This coconut appears only once every ten years. You were very lucky to find it. But remember what I said—don’t misuse your powers, or they will disappear.”

“I understand,” Ghoda said.

The next day, Ghoda went to school. Suddenly, he had become much more intelligent too! All the math problems he couldn’t solve before, he could now solve easily.

“Jack has four tumblers and Mike has seven tumblers. Together, how many tumblers do they have?” his teacher asked.

“Eleven!” Ghoda answered quickly.

His teacher was very impressed.

A few days later, they went to play football. Ghoda was kicking the ball like nobody’s business. From the other end of the field, he could kick the ball straight into the goal! Everybody was amazed.

But then the brown ponies suddenly appeared. They started troubling all the ponies, including Ghoda. They kicked him hard.

Ghoda didn’t do anything. “No, no, I cannot misuse my power,” he thought. So he got bullied. They kicked him, they hurt him, but he didn’t fight back.

“Please, please don’t hurt us,” Ghoda begged. “Let us play. We’re not doing anything to you.”

But the brown ponies continued bullying him. They pulled his hair, kicked him on his nostrils, and even kicked his tongue. He was very sad, but he still didn’t use his powers.

Finally, Ghoda ran away and went home. He told his mom what had happened. “Today these brown ponies troubled us. They hit us.”

His mom looked concerned. “But you have so much power! Why didn’t you protect yourself and the others? Why didn’t you hit them back?”

“No, but you said don’t misuse it,” Ghoda replied. “I cannot misuse it for hitting these brown ponies.”

His mom shook her head. “No, no, listen. You should not misuse your power, but if somebody is troubling you first, then you can use it. You have to stand up for yourself, okay? You don’t go and hit them first, but if they are hitting you, then you have to hit back. You have to stand up for yourself.”

“Okay, okay,” Ghoda said, understanding now.

The next day, he went to play again. Sure enough, the brown ponies came back and started hitting.

Ghoda stood his ground. “Listen, I’m giving you a last warning. Go away from here, or I’m going to hit back.”

All the brown ponies started laughing. “This tiny Ghoda is going to hit us back?” they mocked. They tried to hit him again.

“I’m giving you a last warning,” Ghoda repeated.

They didn’t listen.

“Okay, now it comes!” Ghoda said.

He hit the first brown pony in the tummy, and the brown pony flew through the air—*boom*! He hit another brown pony—*boom*! All the brown ponies started running, but Ghoda didn’t let them escape. He ran after them, caught them by the neck, and—*boom, boom*!—gave them what they deserved.

The brown ponies were crying. “Oh my! Please, please forgive us! Don’t hurt us anymore!”

“No, no, I’m not going to forgive you,” Ghoda said. He gave them one final solid kick, and they flew through the air, soaring all over the place.

From that day on, all the brown ponies knew they could never mess with the black ponies again. Ghoda became a hero in Ponyville!

After that, Ghoda used his powers to help many other ponies. There was a very fat black pony named Moti who wanted to lose weight.

“I keep trying, but I have no energy to exercise,” Moti complained. “And I can’t resist eating sugar. What can I do?”

“I’m going to help you,” Ghoda said. Every morning, he went to her house and dragged her along for a run and a walk. Over two months, he helped Moti lose weight. She became much healthier, and they even changed her name!

One time, there was no rain in Ponyville. All the clouds had flown away.

“Ghoda, there’s no rain!” the ponies cried. “What will we do?”

Ghoda used his magical power to bring all the clouds back to Ponyville. Soon, it rained, and the village was saved.

This is how Ghoda used his powers for good and became a true hero in Ponyville.