How You See It Depends On How You See It23 comments
Let me tell you a story…
It was a beautiful spring day where the sun was shining but it wasn’t too hot to do a good days work. The farmer began to plow the field bright and early in the morning. He was enjoying the expansive beauty of his land and was overjoyed at the rich soil he was digging up. By midday he saw a figure in the distance walking on the road along the field.
The traveler was soon upon him. An older man with hat and traveling bag. He had a face full of wrinkles that suggested he worked outside. He greeted the farmer politely but without a smile.
“Hello,” said the traveler. “I am not from around these parts. The signs says there’s a town up yonder over the hill”
“Ey” Says the farmer.
“Are the people in the town a nice sort?” he asked without preamble.
“Hmmm,” the farmer thinks about it. “What were the people like where you came from?”
“Oh, they were the worst sort of folk; mean and greedy and full of gossip.”
“I’m afraid, the folk in yonder town are the same sort, mean and greedy and full of gossip.” The farmer answered.
“‘Tis a shame then.” And the traveler tip his hat and went on his way.
The farmer continued the plowing and not just two hours later another traveler pass along his field.
“How are you, good sir?” The traveler bowed respectfully to the farmer from the road.
The farmer nodded a hello.
The traveler came over to the farmer and asked.
“I’ve been traveling far and wide to look for a town to set up a bakery. And I was wondering if you could tell me, what say you of the town just over the hill? How do you find the people there?”
“Hmmm,” the farmer said. “What were the people like were you come from?”
“Oh, the people there were the best sort of folk. Very generous, friendly, and kind. The best you’ll ever meet. I wouldn’t have left but they already had a bakery.”
The farmer smiled. “The people in the town up yonder over the hill are the best sort of folk, too. You find them generous, friendly and kind as well.”
“Thank you,” said the traveler. “A free loaf of bread will be waiting for you, once I’m set up.”
He continued on his way, whistling all the while.
How you see it
If you change the way you think see the world, you can change the way you experience the world.
Let me ask you, what story do you see from?
Jodi Aman / /