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The Donkey’s Tale
One sizzling hot summer’s day, an old brown donkey lay in a field that had once been grassy, but was now parched and scorched by the sun. The donkey wanted to find somewhere cool, but the only shade to be found was under a large willow tree that stood in one corner of the field.
The donkey stood and made his way over to the tree, moving slowly, so as not to become too exhausted. As he approached the tree, the donkey was shocked when one of the tree’s heavy boughs swished down to swat at the donkey.
“Stay away!” shouted the tree. This made the donkey back off a little and, when he was safely out of reach of the tree’s branches, he stopped and studied the tree with his big pleading eyes.
‘I only want to share some of your shade’ said the donkey. ‘It is very hot today and the flies are biting and driving me mad’. “You have a tail, don’t you?” said the tree. “What do you think that is for, if not to flick away the flies?”
The donkey thought this over and said, ‘Is that why you have branches, to flick away tired old donkeys?’ “Don’t be silly”, said the tree. “My branches are for stretching out into the sun, so that my leaves can gather in the sunlight to help me grow big and strong.”
‘But in doing so, your branches and leaves create shade beneath, and that costs you nothing ‘, replied the donkey. The tree thought about this for a brief time and then said, “You are right. Something that costs me nothing costs nothing to share. You are welcome to sit beneath my canopy and shade from the sun as much as you like”.
Bye and bye, in return, the donkey lifted his tail and shared his droppings, fertilising the soil beneath the tree and helping it to grow even bigger and stronger. This also cost the donkey nothing.
A Worker at Collectoroo
Shortly after dawn lights the morning sky
She heads for the briefing area
The eager excitement from those nearby
Buzzes almost with hysteria
The all-important info is passed on
The prime locations and routes
Today will be just one more marathon
The fastest will win the fruits
She sets off with others without delay
Racing, dodging the traffic
A thousand places to visit this day
Marked in her mind’s topographic
The first stop isn’t too far away
She picks up the package and moves on
More is needed to earn her pay
Today’s work barely begun
Stop after stop, tirelessly she weaves
Stashing more precious cargo
Mindless of the weight she heaves
Lunch she will need to forego
At last she knows she must head back
Her legs struggle to carry more grains
She lands at the hive with a full pollen sack
Sweet nectar the reward for her pains
Lessons from Covid-19
Covid-19 is an uninhibited killer without conscience
It is also an effective teacher
It has reminded us about the value of friends and loved ones
It has emphasised the vital importance of essential services
It has demonstrated the selfless commitment of medical and care staff
It has put a price on individual freedoms
It has shown the cost of complacency in Government
The Lost Poem
I had the first two lines
Popped straight into my head
I didn’t write them down
Gone….all that can be said
The Effect of Words
In the ebb and flow of conversation
Words convey much more than facts
They are used ON you!
They can, for example, encourage, chastise, cheer you, pull you down
What they always do, because they are intended to, is to affect you
If you do not realise this, you will become a victim of words
Every time someone speaks to you
Ask yourself the questions “Why have they said that?”
And “Why in those words ?”
The answers might not suggest a bad reason
Most people do not use words as a weapon
At least not all the time
But they do want the words to have an effect.
Hope
Hope neither lends itself to reason
Nor the strictures of the finite
It has little shape but great substance
Which, paradoxically, laughs at Newton’s Laws
Instead, the well it draws from is unfathomably deep
Like quantum particles it can be in more than one place at a time
And, as with dark matter, defies observation and containment
It is, and always will be, ephemeral
None-the-less, all humanity relies upon it daily
Especially so, in times such as these
Thought for the Day #31
Normal Conversation: The art of talking with someone about you whilst pretending to be interested in them.
Lockdown Conversation: Being grateful to engage safely and meaningfully with another human being by any means possible on any topic of their choosing.
Remember
When Covid has, at last, gone
When public places once more throng
Recall with sorrow those we lost
As countries count the final cost
Then talk of all the brave and true
Who selflessly thought of you
Not going out was hard enough
Many faced challenges much more tough
Medics, police and essential folk
Donned again their professional yolk
Their lives at risk to safeguard yours
No choice but adventure out of doors
REMEMBER well the sacrifice
Of HEROES who did not think twice
The Good Guests
When circumstances dictate
That dinner would be nice
Friends soon agree the date
And check you’re happy; twice
The day before arrival
They phone ahead to say
“Are we still OK to visit?
Tomorrow is the day”
At the time they are expected
They knock upon the door
“Hello it’s great to see you.
We’ve brought flowers, wine and more”
They take care not to be too nosy
“Your home’s like a paradise”
Accepting whatever drink is offered
“Can we help with anything?”, twice
Catching up on the latest news
They seem to welcome your advice
Coming up to food time
“Do you need a hand at all?”; twice
Eating the fare provided
They praise the cooking, lots
“We don’t know how you do it”
Rising to clear away the pots
Long before it gets ‘awkward’
You’re waving ‘goodbye’ in a trice
“You really are the perfect hosts”
They say with meaning ; twice