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The Turtles – The Frogs – The Pretty Lady (Three stories with lesson for the Ages)

 

 A turtle family decided to go on a picnic. The turtles, being naturally

 slow about things, took seven years to prepare for their outing. Finally

 the turtle family left home looking for a suitable place. During the

 second year of their journey they found a place ideal for them at last!

 

 For about six months they cleaned the area, unpacked the picnic basket,

 and completed the arrangements. Then they discovered they had forgotten

 the salt. A picnic without salt would be a disaster, they all agreed.

 After a lengthy discussion, the youngest turtle was chosen to retrieve

 the salt from home. Although he was the fastest of the slow moving

 turtles, the little turtle whined, cried, and wobbled in his shell. He

 agreed to go on one condition: that no one would eat until he returned.

 The family consented and the little turtle left.

 

 Three years passed and the little turtle had not returned. Five

 years…six years… then on the seventh year of his absence, the oldest

 turtle could no longer contain his hunger. He announced that he was going

 to eat and begun to unwrap a sandwich. At that point the little turtle

 suddenly popped out from behind a tree shouting, ‘See! I knew you

 wouldn’t wait. Now I am not going to go get the salt.’

 

 [Some of us waste our time waiting for people to live up to our

 expectations. We are so concerned about what others are doing that we do

 not do anything ourselves.]

 

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The Frogs

 

 A farmer came into town and asked the owner of a restaurant if he could

 use a million frog legs. The restaurant owner was shocked and asked the

 man where he could get so many frog legs! The farmer replied, ‘There is a

 pond near my house that is full of frogs – millions of them. They all

 croak all night long and they are about to make me crazy!’ So the

 restaurant owner and the farmer made an agreement that the farmer would

 deliver frogs to the restaurant, five hundred at a time for the next

 several weeks.

 

 The first week, the farmer returned to the restaurant looking rather

 sheepish, with two scrawny little frogs. The restaurant owner said,

 ‘Well… where are all the frogs?’ The farmer said, ‘I was mistaken.

 There were only these two frogs in the pond. But they sure were making a

 lot of noise!’

 

 [ Next time you hear somebody criticizing or making fun of you, remember,

 it’s probably just a couple of noisy frogs. Also remember that problems

 always seem bigger in the dark. Have you ever laid in your bed at night

 worrying about things which seem almost overwhelming like a million frogs

 croaking? Chances are pretty good that when the morning comes, and you

 take a closer look, you’ll wonder what all the fuss was about.]

 

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The Pretty Lady

 

 Once upon a time a big monk and a little monk were traveling together.

 They came to the bank of a river and found the bridge was damaged. They

 had to wade across the river. There was a pretty lady who was stuck at

 the damaged bridge and couldn’t cross the river. The big monk offered to

 carry her across the river on his back. The lady accepted. The little

 monk was shocked by the move of the big monk. ‘How can big brother carry

 a lady when we are supposed to avoid all intimacy with females?’ thought

 the little monk. But he kept quiet… The big monk carried the lady

 across the river and the small monk followed unhappily. When they crossed

 the river, the big monk let the lady down and they parted ways with her.

 All along the way for several miles, the little monk was very unhappy

 with the act of the big monk. He was making up all kinds of accusations

 about big monk in his head. This got him madder and madder. But he still

 kept quiet. And the big monk had no inclination to explain his situation.

 Finally, at a rest point many hours later, the little monk could not

 stand it any further, he burst out angrily at the big monk. ‘How can you

 claim yourself a devout monk, when you seize the first opportunity to

 touch a female, especially when she is very pretty? All your teachings to

 me make you a big hypocrite The big monk looked surprised and said, ‘I

 had put down the pretty lady at the river bank many hours ago, how come

 you are still carrying her along?’

 

 [This very old Chinese Zen story reflects the thinking of many people

 today. We encounter many unpleasant things in our life, they irritate us

 and they make us angry. Sometimes, they cause us a lot of hurt, sometimes

 they cause us to be bitter or jealous .. But like the little monk, we are

 not willing to let them go away.We keep on carrying the baggage of the

 ‘pretty lady’ with us. We let them keep on coming back to hurt us, make

 us angry, make us bitter and cause us a lot of agony. Why? Simply because

 we are not willing to put down or let go of the baggage of the ‘pretty

 lady’. We should let go of the pretty lady immediately after crossing the

 river. This will immediately remove all our agonies. There is no need to

 be further hurt by the unpleasant event after it is over.

 

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Note: All these 3 stories are pasted here because the site moderator finds them very powerful to handle life as it moves along. Site owner is not the owner of these stories and have been written by someone whom, site owner does not know about. These stories are kept here to share with a larger audience.

 

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