We always reap what we sow!
A man took a bus every day to go to work. A stop later, an old
lady came up and sat next to the window.
The old lady opened a bag and during the whole journey she threw
something out the window, every day she did the same thing and one day,
intrigued, the man asked her.
- Excuse my curiosity, but what are you throwing out the window?
- Those are seeds! said the old lady.
- Seeds ? Seeds of what?
- Of flowers, it's what you see, when I look outside, everything
seems sad to me, it lacks colors, life ... I would like to be able to make this
trip looking at flowers all along the way.
- That would be much nicer, don't you think?
- But madam, the seeds fall on the asphalt, the vehicles crush
them, the birds eat them.
- Do you really think that your seeds will germinate on this
road?
- I am sure of it. Even if some get lost or end up on the road,
over time they will bloom.
- But they need water.
- I'm doing my part. Rainy days will do theirs.
- The man got off the bus to go to work, thinking that the old
lady was a bit crazy.
A few months later, the man, looking through the window, saw
that the road was full of flowers.
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And he remembered the old lady.
He asked the driver for news of the latter.
- Well, it's been over a month since she died.
The man went back to his seat and continued to look at the
landscape, thinking to himself: The flowers have sprung up but what good was
it, since she could not see his "work".
Suddenly he heard the laughter of a little boy. he pointed to
the flowers.
- Look mommy! Look at all those flowers!
The old lady of this legend had done her job, and she left her
legacy to all who knew how to look upon it.
It is said that this man, since that day, travels from home to
work with a bag of seeds which he throws out of the window.
Morality:
Don't get tired of sowing good things, you may not see the
fruit... But someone somewhere will appreciate what you sow.
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