My brain has been working hard as of late. I really want to put all my thoughts into words here; unfortunately the diligence doesn't apply to my fingers. So while battling which topic I wanted to share today, I found an old email containing 3 different stories sent years ago by a friend that was archived in my harddisk.When was my last story telling, eh? It's too long for me to recall. All right, I'll start of with the first story (The Frogs) here. I really like this story. I really need to revisit this story from time to time since I'm such a worrier. Hey for other worriers out there, this is specially dedicated to you too. All right, that's just an excuse. I admit I'm really lazy to come out with my own entry today. Hehe...
@@@The Frogs@@@
A farmer came into town and asked the owner of a restaurant if he could use a million frog legs.
The restaurant owner was shocked and asked the man where he could get so many frog legs!
The farmer replied,"There is a pond near my house that is full of frogs ---millions of them. They all croak all night long and they are about to make me crazy!"
So the restaurant owner and the farmer made an agreement that the farmer would deliver frogs to the restaurant, five hundred at a time for the next several weeks.
The first week, the farmer returned to the restaurant looking rather sheepish,with two scrawny little frogs.
The restaurant owner said, "Well... where are all the frogs?"
The farmer said, "I was mistaken. There were only these two frogs in the pond. But they sure were making a lot of noise!"
Next time you hear somebody criticizing or making fun of you, remember, it's probably just a couple of noisy frogs.
Also remember that problems always seem bigger in the dark. Have you ever laid in your bed at night worrying about things which seem almost overwhelming like a million frogs croaking? Chances are pretty good that when the morning comes, and you take a closer look, you'll wonder what all the fuss was about.
♥ every page of my imagination
