A farmer got so old that he couldn't work the fields anymore. So he would
spend the day just sitting on the porch.
His son, still working the farm, would look up from time to time and see his
father sitting there.
"He's of no use any more," the son thought to himself, "he
doesn't do anything!".
One day the son got so frustrated by this, that he built a wood coffin,
dragged it over to the porch, and told his father to get in. Without saying
anything, the father climbed inside.
After closing the lid, the son dragged the coffin to the edge of the farm
where there was a high cliff. As he approached the drop, he heard a light
tapping on the lid from inside the coffin.
He opened it up. Still lying there peacefully, the father looked up at his
son. "I know you are going to throw me over the cliff, but before you do,
may I suggest something?"
"What is it?" replied the son.
"Throw me over the cliff, if you like," said the father, "but
save this good wood coffin. Your children might need to use it."
Reflection: What goes around, comes around. The wise man always wins in
the end, even in the worst of circumstances.
Cheers!
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