There once was an oyster
Whose story I tell,
Who found that some sand
Had got into his shell.
It was only a grain,
but it gave him great pain.
For oysters have feelings
Although they’re so plain.
Now, did he berate
the harsh workings of fate
That had brought him
To such a deplorable state?
Did he curse at the government,
Cry for election,
And claim that the sea should
Have given him protection?
‘No,’ he said to himself
As he lay on a shell,
Since I cannot remove it,
I shall try to improve it.
Now the years have rolled around,
As the years always do,
And he came to his ultimate
Destiny stew.
And the small grain of sand
That had bothered him so
Was a beautiful pearl
All richly aglow.
Now the tale has a moral,
for isn’t it grand
What an oyster can do
With a morsel of sand?
What couldn’t we do
If we’d only begin
With some of the things
That get under our skin.
-Author Unknown
As we look around us today, what do we see in our country? Oysters, humans or animals?
Brother rising up against brother. A fellow party member speaking against another member. A member of one party insulting members of another party. Many don’t seem to be human anymore. It is almost like a jungle jamboree or a canine kingdom.
Change in any society does not come easily.
History books bear testimony to this sad but somewhat encouraging truth.
In moments like this, we must remember that our pursuit for change does not come easily. To be complancent or to give up or to accept the situation means we are undermining ourselves and I am sure we can do better than that.
We cannot give up or despair that easily. Neither should we get too elated or complacent or over-confident to take things for granted.
Life deals everyone of us some crazy cards.
We all must remember that success does not come from the outside. Success comes from making the best of what we have. Anyone who has ever achieved something did so by making the best of what they had.
That’s why the road to success is so elusive. There really is no set path because we all start is different places with different resources. And dear reader, I know, even though it seems remotely possible, even though it appears to be so elusive, I know that dawn will come when the old will pass away and be judged for their crimes and sins.
I know we will reach success by knowing exactly what we want (having a desire that pulls us forward) and using everything we have (our unique talents and resources) to get there. One day, after all the sand that is under our skins giving us so many problems, we will come shining through like a beautiful pearl from the deepest ocean one day...and I hope that someday will come soon.
A little bit of patience, a little bit of kindness and love…and lots of hope…that is what we need…and lessons from an oyster.
8 comments to LESSONS FROM AN OYSTER FOR MALAYSIANS
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Unknown Ah...true...it is scary how that analogy may turn into reality!!! But we hope not!
Thanks, Ocho-Onda for getting the groove of the post.
cheers
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Walt I hope all is well, I'm still praying for your uncle, and I do expect him to fully recover.
IF: Rudyard Kipling If only our leaders would take those words to heart.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - A PSALM OF LIFE
There is indeed a deep message here.
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Unknown Hi Walt,
Thanks - he is ok already. Op was a success and he is strong enough to be discharged tomorrow.
Thanks for your faith, prayers and concern and I really appreciate it.
cheers
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Unknown eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Walt,
I just taught my student "IF" today in class!!!
How uncanny!!
cheers
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Walt I once lived my life like a pampered prince; it was the school of adversity, that made me more like you. God put me in his fire, not to destroy me, but to make me a better soul. I was very sleepy when I posted that bad link. Here is one I hope will work.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - A PSALM OF LIFE.
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Doc ..."In moments like this, we must remember that our pursuit for change does not come easily. To be complancent or to give up or to accept the situation means we are undermining ourselves and I am sure we can do better than that...".
Spot on! I'm happy to read these words coming from you. We got to keep on moving till the fat lady sings.
You take care.
cheers
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Unknown Thanks for hearing the inner cry from my heart.
You take care too!
Cheers, Dr. Saravanan.
ocho-onda How beautiful and true as long as a minor irritant does not develop into a malignant cancerous sore ! :-)
But I do appreciate the gist of your message ! Cheers.