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  • A farmer and a tramp

    Once upon a time, there was a farmer. He's a hardworking one. He never missed a day of work. He grew, watered and harvested years over years. This year, he had a lot more than he needed so he decided to go to the market and sell them. He said goodbye to his lovely wife and carried his vegetables to the town. When he was in the town, he sold all his vegetables quickly because he had grown them well and big.

    He held the money on his palm and he counted. 'What am I supposed to do with them?' He thought. He didn't really know what to do so he started asking the passers-by for suggestion. A tramp saw him and wanted to steal his money, so he walked up to him and said, 'I can tell you what to do with the money. You see that fountain over there? If you throw all the coins and make a wish, it comes true.'

    But the farmer said, 'Well, what kind of wish should I make? I really don't know. I don't want nothing.'

    'Do you want a better life? Or a life without worries?' asked the tramp.

    'Not really, I just want what I have now. It's good. Better or not better I am still who I am and that's not going to change, so why do I want to be better?'

    The tramp was shocked and got nothing else to convince this lad to throw away his money. He turned around, feeling sad abotu this young man, then walked away.

  • Steven

    Steven was a high school student. He knew a lot of things. At the age of sixteen, he’d already finished reading Darwin’s Evolution and Einstein’s Relativity. He knew how to do Calculus. He also had a great thought about French Revolution. However, he didn’t know to ride a bicycle. He didn’t know how to play basketball though he was six foot tall. He didn’t even know how to make friends. He came to his teacher and asked what he should do for his life. His teacher asked him what he wanted to do. He said he didn’t know. He said he didn’t want tough work and thought his teacher was having an incredibly easy work, so he said he wanted to be a teacher.

    So he went to study History, his favourite subject. He said it’s his favourite because one only needed to absorb information in this subject without any digestion. He remembered the time for every single event appeared in the Western Civilization. He graduated. He started his career. He was fired two months after his teaching. He went back to his teacher complaining why she lead him to be a teacher which didn’t really suit him. His teacher said, “You were my best student and you were my worst student.”

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