There is an old farmer who had an old horse for tilling his fields. One day the horse escaped into the hills and when all the farmer’s neighbors sympathized with the old man over his bad luck, the farmer replied, “Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?”
A week later the horse returned with a herd of wild horses from the hills and this time the neighbours congratulated the farmer on his good luck. Then, when the farmer’s son was attempted to tame one of the wild horses, he fell of and broke his leg. Everyone thought this very bad luck. Not the farmer, whose only reaction was, “Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?”
Some weeks later the army marched into the village and conscript every able-bodied youth they found there. When they sae the farmer’s son with his broken leg they let him off. Now was that good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?
I cite this story from the collection of twelve inspiring stories on my desk calendar that I got from someone I did not know. The desk calendar put in on my desk by someone. Firstly I think it is very not useful because I already have many calendars. I did not interest at all to the calendar even though there were some stories on that.
However, when I got bored with my routine jobs and intuitively red one of the story I found the story is very brace up. The value of the story makes me rethink to what I have done. Actually, there is nothing meaningless in life. Every job you do or every event you experience must have something wisdom on that.
So, why do we complain to something that we do not know what is the wisdom behind?
A week later the horse returned with a herd of wild horses from the hills and this time the neighbours congratulated the farmer on his good luck. Then, when the farmer’s son was attempted to tame one of the wild horses, he fell of and broke his leg. Everyone thought this very bad luck. Not the farmer, whose only reaction was, “Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?”
Some weeks later the army marched into the village and conscript every able-bodied youth they found there. When they sae the farmer’s son with his broken leg they let him off. Now was that good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?
I cite this story from the collection of twelve inspiring stories on my desk calendar that I got from someone I did not know. The desk calendar put in on my desk by someone. Firstly I think it is very not useful because I already have many calendars. I did not interest at all to the calendar even though there were some stories on that.
However, when I got bored with my routine jobs and intuitively red one of the story I found the story is very brace up. The value of the story makes me rethink to what I have done. Actually, there is nothing meaningless in life. Every job you do or every event you experience must have something wisdom on that.
So, why do we complain to something that we do not know what is the wisdom behind?
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