Small Steps And Golden Stones

Written by Peter Murphy

It was a long walk but someone had to do it. And today it was up to Tori to carryrepparttar water fromrepparttar 101962 river, throughrepparttar 101963 fields and acrossrepparttar 101964 valley, back torepparttar 101965 camp.

He set out early before sunrise so that he could do his work beforerepparttar 101966 heat ofrepparttar 101967 day became too much. Very soon he was standing byrepparttar 101968 side ofrepparttar 101969 river. He knelt down and cuppedrepparttar 101970 flowing water into his hands.

It felt great. So refreshing, cool and alive as it flowed through his outstretched hands. He drank some ofrepparttar 101971 revitalizing waters before fillingrepparttar 101972 two large urns with this clear, fresh water.

Holding one urn to his chest with each hand, Tori startedrepparttar 101973 long walk back torepparttar 101974 distant camp. Even thoughrepparttar 101975 sun was now rising he could still not even make outrepparttar 101976 outline ofrepparttar 101977 tents. They were there somewhere onrepparttar 101978 other side of these fields, and acrossrepparttar 101979 wooded valley.

He walked on, taking care to stay clear ofrepparttar 101980 high grass that tried to brush against him as he made his way alongrepparttar 101981 path throughrepparttar 101982 field. He also took care to keep his balance as he walked alongrepparttar 101983 dirt track otherwise he would spill water all along his route.

Tori walked quickly and before long, even before he noticed, he was onrepparttar 101984 outskirts ofrepparttar 101985 camp. The sun was a golden orange as he stopped to rest. He putrepparttar 101986 urns down onrepparttar 101987 ground and at that moment Kuma,repparttar 101988 old wiseman ofrepparttar 101989 village, walked out to greet him.

Kuma had a smile on his old face as he looked down atrepparttar 101990 dew drenched trousers worn by Tori. He giggled as he waved his walking stick inrepparttar 101991 air and explained torepparttar 101992 confused Tori why he was laughing so hard.

Here is what he said: **When you focus on what you want to avoid those little monsters grow even bigger, and faster than you expect. Instead put your attention only on what you want and where you want to go.


Written by Mary Anne Hahn

To everyone who has ever been told at work that you have a "bad attitude," I have a little story I'd like to share that might make your day.

At age seventeen, I received my first job-related disciplinary action for my "attitude," simply because I wanted to go to a football game.

By that time I'd worked atrepparttar fast food restaurant for over a year. I'd established myself as a reliable and hard worker, punctual, flexible and eager to learn new things. I never hesitated to come in when someone else called in sick, stayed late if needed, and tried my darnedest to be a model employee.

But I wanted badly to go to that football game. My high school's team would be facing its arch rival, which had soundly beaten usrepparttar 101961 year before. Well in advance, I asked to haverepparttar 101962 Saturday ofrepparttar 101963 game off. My manager said he'd see, but couldn't make any promises.

He ended up scheduling me to work that day anyway. Determined not to miss something that mattered so much to me, I took it upon myself to switch schedules with a co-worker. I made it torepparttar 101964 game (which we won, byrepparttar 101965 way), confident that I had not let my place of employment down.

My manager saw it differently. As retribution, he took me entirely offrepparttar 101966 work schedule forrepparttar 101967 following week, a terrible price to pay for a kid who was saving half of every paycheck for college. Undaunted, I usedrepparttar 101968 free time to find another, better paying, part time job.

As it turns out, this wasrepparttar 101969 first in a series of work-related incidents over a span of 25 years in which I'd get singled out by bosses for having a "bad attitude." And for most of that time, I accepted that label, and felt I deserved it. Why else would it keep happening if it wasn't due to some character flaw that seemed to stymie any chance I'd have to succeed inrepparttar 101970 working world?

Still,repparttar 101971 pattern concerned and baffled me, so I finally decided to analyze it. Had I ever been reprimanded for poor attendance or punctuality? No. Was I ever disciplined for failure to dorepparttar 101972 job for which I'd been hired? Nada--in fact, I always tried to excel at everything I tackled. Did I rub co-workersrepparttar 101973 wrong way? Not as a rule; I've made many friends inrepparttar 101974 jobs I've held, a number of whom remain friends long after I moved onto other employment.

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