I recently was told a story about two boys who were sent out to the barn to shovel the shit out of the stalls. The one young man was so angry he spent his time kicking the walls, cussing and flinging shit all over the place. The other young man however, did his chore with a smile on his face and a song in his heart, happily moving shovel after shovel of shit.
When the father came out to check on the progress of his young boys, he noticed the cheerful demeanor of the one.
"Son," he said, "why are you so happy doing such a dirty, nasty, smelly job?"
"Well Dad," he answered, "I figured with all this poop, there has to be a pony under here somewhere!"
I'm trying to keep smiling...but I'm getting tired of shoveling... does anyone know where the pony is?
1 comment:
If I did I wouldn't hesitate to tell you :-)
Aside I have always said to my kids, you can do it with a smile on your face or a tear in your eye, either way you have to do it.
Course when it was cleaning bedrooms, writing thank yous, washing up etc it was far easier than the challenges they face now.
I haven't the heart to tell them that through life you are continually "shovelling shit" that it gets heavier as you get weaker.
Hope that pony starts raising it's head soon :-)
Sue
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