tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84598352894395854882024-03-13T12:24:11.381-04:00The Would be Farm GirlBluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13450990195654683881noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8459835289439585488.post-31872727869655218372010-06-04T21:57:00.004-04:002010-06-05T13:16:48.778-04:00The Starfish Thrower<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm9yMuLvhl-HFVAwhso3_JNJ9h_7TLH9c0-cKbGj8IEcbP7QDzJJ6WajBweA14aO33aoabz6pzP3lqZNjx7tbENuAHK7Wf9l5rg3imvhBfdpOVX30yGqXsL79_NKXzLPbgoRnl1CS1C-h3/s1600/starfish.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479103406178749938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm9yMuLvhl-HFVAwhso3_JNJ9h_7TLH9c0-cKbGj8IEcbP7QDzJJ6WajBweA14aO33aoabz6pzP3lqZNjx7tbENuAHK7Wf9l5rg3imvhBfdpOVX30yGqXsL79_NKXzLPbgoRnl1CS1C-h3/s400/starfish.png" /></a></div><div align="center">Once upon a time there was a man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing.</div><div align="center">He had a habit of walking on the beach before doing his work.</div><div align="center">One day he was walking along the shore.</div><div align="center">As he looked down the beach he saw a human figure moving like a dancer.</div><div align="center">He smiled to himself to think of someone who would dance to the day.</div><div align="center">So he began to walk faster to catch up.</div><div align="center">As he got closer he saw that it was an older man and that the man wasn't dancing.</div><div align="center">Instead he was reaching down to the shore, picking something up and very gently throwing it into the ocean.</div><div align="center">As he got closer he called out, "Good Morning! What are you doing?"</div><div align="center">The older man paused, looked up and replied, "Throwing starfish into the ocean."</div><div align="center">The man noticed there were hundreds of starfish all washed up on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">the beach</span> from a storm the night before.</div><div align="center">He watched as the man carefully continued to pick up starfish one by one.</div><div align="center">"I guess I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">should've</span> asked <em>why</em> you are throwing starfish into the ocean?"</div><div align="center">"The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don't throw them in- they'll die."</div><div align="center">"But don't you realize there are miles and miles of beach and starfish all along it? You can't possibly make a difference!"</div><div align="center">He looked at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">the</span> starfish in his hand as he prepared to throw it into the ocean.</div><div align="center">"I'll make a difference to <em>this one!"</em><br /></div><div align="center"></div>Bluehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13450990195654683881noreply@blogger.com0