Saturday, March 20, 2010
The Old Man and the Starfish
One fine warm day, a tourist was walking down a sandy, tropical beach. He noticed as he was walking that the tide had brought in a lot of starfish. Continuing his walk, he started looking at the starfish and their pretty colours.
Since he was a conscientious man, he also was paying attention to where he was going. He noticed a shape off in the distance. He couldn't tell what it was at first, but as his walk progressed and he came nearer to this shape, it transformed itself into an old native of the island. This old man, he could tell, was walking towards him, but at a very slow pace.
The reason for the pace of the old man became appearent as the two came nearer to each other. The old man was also looking at the starfish, but he was also doing more. He was picking up those he found and throwing back out to sea. Eventually, because they were walking towards each other, the two men met.
"Why are you throwing the starfish back into the sea?" asked the tourist of the old man.
"Starfish die if they're out of the seawater for too long." replied the old native. "I do this every day on my walk."
Ever the practical man, the tourist said, "It's a godo thing to do, but do you know how many starfish there must be washed up on this beach every day? You can't possibly make a dent in that. What possible difference can you make in an effort to save starfish?"
The old man bent down, picked up another starfish and threw it out into the sea. He then turned towards the tourist, and said, "It made a difference to that one."Went through the affirmation notes that I received during LLTC in secondary school and it somehow made me feel alot happier. Oh well, I guess I shouldn't brood over things that I don't have control over anymore.
choir's concert is next week, and then it'll be time to say goodbye, heh.
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