We are aware of that long ago... That why we always prepare for the worse...
The parable of the bird and the bull
There was once a stubborn bird who did not want to fly south for winter. It felt safe and secure in its little bird house being feed by the people around. As the season changed and winter started to set in the little bird decided he could no longer stay and needed to fly south after all.
It set out on its journey to warmer climates.
Not long after the bird had been in flight the cold biting winds made it difficult for the bird to fly and its wings iced over causing the bird to fall to the ground. Forlorn and freezing the bird though to its self how worse could his luck get? The little bird is going to freeze to death here in the field. Just then a cow came by and shat on the bird. The bird could not believe its luck it was going to die in a pile of shit.
The warmth from the poo thawed the little bird and melted the ice from its wings. It was not going to die from the cold after all. The bird happily began to sing cheerfully. It believed its luck had turned for the better. Still singing, the bird doesn’t notice a cat approaching. The Cat was drawn to the singing bird pull the bird out from the bullshit and quickly ate the happy little bird.
Moral: Someone give you shit, he might not be your enemy.. Someone help you out, he might not be your friends..
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We are aware of that long ago...
That why we always prepare for the worse...
The parable of the bird and the bull
There was once a stubborn bird who did not want to fly south for winter. It felt safe and secure in its little bird house being feed by the people around. As the season changed and winter started to set in the little bird decided he could no longer stay and needed to fly south after all.
It set out on its journey to warmer climates.
Not long after the bird had been in flight the cold biting winds made it difficult for the bird to fly and its wings iced over causing the bird to fall to the ground. Forlorn and freezing the bird though to its self how worse could his luck get? The little bird is going to freeze to death here in the field. Just then a cow came by and shat on the bird. The bird could not believe its luck it was going to die in a pile of shit.
The warmth from the poo thawed the little bird and melted the ice from its wings. It was not going to die from the cold after all. The bird happily began to sing cheerfully. It believed its luck had turned for the better. Still singing, the bird doesn’t notice a cat approaching.
The Cat was drawn to the singing bird pull the bird out from the bullshit and quickly ate the happy little bird.
Moral:
Someone give you shit, he might not be your enemy..
Someone help you out, he might not be your friends..
Always be prepare...
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