Short story, please comment if you like contents like this

No one is useless
This story is set in a Ghanaian village where a very hardworking widow who had 3 children lived.
One of the children is a Lawyer, one a Very wealthy man and the other was a drunkard who was also the least respected in the family.
The widow lived in the same village with her drunkard son, her two other son lived in the cities because of work but they visited from time to time to make sure she is in good health.

One early morning the widow went to the farm to get some foodstuffs, on her way to the farm she saw a very unusual object which she had never seen before, and decided to take and closer look but unfortunately she tripped and fell on the object and broke it.

From out of nowhere she was surrounded by 3 dwarfs who threatened to kill her because the object she broke was very precious to them, the widow pleaded but her plea fell on deaf ears.
She told the dwarfs to let her say goodbye to her children before they take her life.
She went home with the dwarfs and called her two sons from the city, the the son who was a Lawyer tried to use all legal means to free his mother but the dwarfs were not having it.

The other son who was a wealthy man also tried his best, promising to give the dwarfs billions of dollars if they set his mother free but the dwarfs told him we have no need for money.
At this moment all hope was lost but the widow decided they should go to her drunkard son so she can say goodbye to him, her other sons said a billionaire couldn't help you, a Lawyer could not help you, what makes you think a drunkard could?
The widow insisted so the dwarfs took her to her drunkard son's house.
The drunkard son's compound was sandy and well slept, literally everywhere you step , you leave a footprint. The widow explained everything to her drunkard son while weeping agonizingly.
The drunkard son gave his mother a place to sit and told the dwarfs, you see your footprint 👣 on my compound, go back and wipe them all, when you finish, you can come for my mother and kill her.
The dwarfs were like oh that's easy and so the started wiping the footprint but funny enough as the keep getting rid of the old ones then they are making new ones, they kept doing it until they realize it was an impossible mission and so they had to leave without killing the widow.
Moral in this story is, don't look down on anyone, we are all useful in different ways.