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There is a Chinese story of an old farmer
who had an old horse for tilling his fields.
One day the horse escaped into the hills
and, when all the farmer's neighbours
sympathised with the old man over his bad
luck, the farmer replied, 'Bad luck? Good
luck? Who knows?'
A week later the horse returned with a herd
of wild horses from the hills and this time
the neighbours congratulated the farmer on
his good luck. His reply was, 'Good luck?
Bad luck? Who knows?' |
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Then, when the farmer's son was attempted to
tame one of the wild horses, he fell off its
back and broke his leg. Everyone thought
this very bad luck. Not the farmer, whose
only reaction was, 'Bad luck? Good luck? Who
knows?'
Some weeks later the army marched into the
village and conscripted every able-bodied
youth they found there. When they saw the
farmer's son with his broken leg they let
him off. Now was that good luck? Bad luck?
Who knows? |
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