| On making a difference. |
[Mar. 2nd, 2009|12:17 am] |
A man vacationing on the coast of Mexico decided to take a midnight stroll along the beach one night. Off in the distance he noticed a boy picking something up and throwing it into the ocean.
Approaching the boy, he asked, “What are you doing?”
The boy replied, “Throwing starfish back into the ocean. Every full moon the tide washes starfish up onto the shore and strands them on the beach, in the morning the sun will dry them out and they'll die.”
“Son,” the man said, “don’t you realize there are miles and miles of beach and hundreds of starfish? What kind of difference can you possibly make?”
The boy looked down at the starfish in his hand and threw it back into the life-giving sea, "I made a difference to that one.” |
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