Narrative texts: Intan

>;;>;;2012

Once there lived a salesman. Well, one fine afternoon he was sitting under a shady tree, enjoying the breeze. The weather was fine and the wind blew gently. Suddenly a rich man passing by approached him. Bing curious, he then asked the salesman, “Why don’t you work, instead of lie down like that?” The salesman replied that he had already sold many things today, so it was time for him to relax and enjoy himself.

Hearing this, the roch man got a little upset and said, “Well, it will be better if you sell more goods instead of wasting your time doing nothing?”
However, the salesman asked, “What will I gain by selling more goods?”
The rich man replied, “If you sell more goods, you will get more money and your life will be much better.”
“And then?” the salesman asked further.
“You can expand your business, get more customers to buy your goods and earn even more money.”
“And then?” the salesman asked to the rich man.
“You can build your own company, employ many workers and earn even more money.”
“And then?”
“You can become a rich man like me.”
“What would I do then?”
“You can then enjoy your life peacefully.”

At last, the salesman answered, “What donyou think I’m doing right now?”
Well, you don’t need to wait for tomorrow to be happy and enjoy yourblife. You don’t even need to be richer, more powerful to enjoy life. LIFE is at this moment, enjoy it fully. As some great men have said, “My wealth consists not in extent of mybposessions, but the fewness of my needs.”

>;;>;;2011

The Starfish Story

A friend of ours was wlaking down a deserted beach at sunset. As he walked along, he saw a woman in the distance.

As he grew nearer, he noticed that she kept leaning down, picking up something and throwing it out into the ocean.

As our friend got even closer, he noticed that the woman was picking up starfish that had been washed up on the beach. After that, one at a time, she was throwing them back into the water.

Our friend was puzzled. Then, he approached the woman and said, “Good evening, I was wondering what you are doing?”

“I’m throwing these starfish back into the ocean. You see, it’s low tide now and all of these starfish have been washed up onto the shore. If I don’t throw them back into the sea, they’ll die from lack of oxygen.”

“I understand,” my friend replied, “but there must be thousands of starfish on this beach. You can’t possibly get to all of them. There are simply too many. And don’t you realize this is probably happening in hundreds of beaches up and down this coast? Can you see that you can’t possibly make a difference?”

The woman smiled, bent down and picked up yet another starfish. As she threw it back into the sea, she replied triumphantly, “Made a difference to that one!”

Burden of My Own

A monarch of long ago had twin sons. Aa they grew to young manhood, the king sought a fair way to designate one of them as crown prince. All who knew the young men thought them equal in intelligence, wit, personal charm, health and physical strength. Being a keenly observant king, he thought he deteched a trait in one which was not shared by the other.

Calling them to his council chamber one day, he said, “My sons, the day will come when one of you must succeed me as king. The weight of sovereighty, is very happy. To find out which of you is better able to bear them cheerfully, I am sending you together to a far corner of the kingdom. One of my advisors there will place equal burdens on your shoulders. My crown will one day go to the one who first returns bearing his yoke like a king should.” In a spirit of friendly competition, the brothers set out together. Soon they overtook an aged woman struggling under a burden that seemed far too heavy for her frail body. One of the boys suggested that they stoped to help her. The other protested, “We have a saddle of our own to worry about. Let us be on our way.” The objector hurried on while the other stayed behind to give aid to the aged woman. Along the road, from day to day, he gound others whonalso needed help. A blind man took him miles out of his way, and a lame man slowed him to a cripple’s walk.

Eventually he did reach his father’s advisor, where he secured his own yoke and started home with it safely on his shoulders. When he arrived at the palace, his brother met him at the gate, and greeted him with dismay. He said, “I don’t understand. I told our father the weight was too heavy to carry. However did you do it?” The future king replied thoughtfully, “I suppose when I helped others carry their yoke, I found the strength to carry my own.”

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