The Donkey in the Well

The Donkey in the Well

Donkey in a Well

One day a farmer’s donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn’t worth it to retrieve the donkey.

He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone’s amazement he quieted down.

A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up.

As the farmer’s neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and happily trotted off!

MORAL :
Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off and take a step up. Each of our troubles is a stepping-stone. We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up! Shake it off and take a step up.

NoMo, NoMo

And just when I am totally into the story and my fingers are playing the keyboard like a piano…

I am interrupted. I try to be a good sport and listen to what my beloved is telling me, even though it could have waited for me to emerge from my office during a stretch break.

Since I’m interrupted anyway, I go to the kitchen and refill my glass, use the facilities, and do a few yoga stretches. I remember that I need to get laundry going so we can have clothes to wear when we join my beloved’s family for Thanksgiving.  So, I go unload the washer to the dryer, then load it again.

Now. I return to my story and read over the part I had just finished. Whoops! It has a typo. Maybe I should rephrase that sentence. Perhaps that part needs to be from Juan’s point of view?

The spell was broken.  There shall be NoMo words today.

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