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There was a man who had four sons. He wanted
his sons to learn not to judge things too
quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in
turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was
a great distance away.
The first son went in the winter, the second
in the spring, the third in summer, and the
youngest son in the fall.
When they had all gone and come back, he
called them together to describe what they
had seen.
The first son said that the tree was ugly,
bent, and twisted. The second son said no it
was covered with green buds and full of
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The third son disagreed; he said it was
laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet
and looked so beautiful, it was the most
graceful thing he had ever seen.
The last son disagreed with all of them; he
said it was ripe and drooping with fruit,
full of life and fulfillment.
The man then explained to his sons that they
were all right, because they had each seen
but only one season in the tree's life.
He told them that you cannot judge a tree,
or a person, by only one season, and that
the essence of who they are and the
pleasure, joy, and love that come from that
life can only be measured at the end, when
all the seasons are up.
If you give up when it's winter, you will
miss the promise of your spring, the beauty
of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.
Moral:
Don't let the pain of one season destroy
the joy of all the rest.
Don't judge life by one difficult season.
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