I learned another lesson today and it was delivered to me in the form of a parable. The lead character was a donkey who fell into a well, basically a Jack Ass stuck in a hole. What a horrible feeling, being stuck in a hole. I myself have never been stuck in a hole but I imagine it could be pretty stressful. Remember baby Jessica, lit'l ole baby stuck in a hole............... Terrible.
The story goes:
a farmer was walking his fields when all of a sudden he heard the moaning cries of an animal. He followed the sounds and came upon an abandoned well, where to his surprise he saw the sight of a quivering and stressed out Donkey lying at the bottom. "What is one to do!?" the farmer asked.
Weighing the cost of rescue and the price to cap the well he decided he would just fill up the hole with nearby dirt...... making the choice to sacrifice the donkeys life in order to save a buck............What a terrible farmer! What a cold soul!
Onward he went with this decision, "well the economy and his pocketbook demanded it for Pete's Sake!" He fetched a shovel and began to scoop, and scoop, and scoop. Scooping dirt was the name of his game. He found a rhythm that allowed him to block out the true nature of his dark act, this Donkey Death!
With every scoop of dirt he dumped below, the cries of the animal soon disappeared. A watchful eye would have noticed the Donkey's reaction but the farmer was far too busy, for with every scoop that farmer made, the Donkey would stand up, shake the dirt off allowing it to fall to it's feet. The taste of freedom excited evr'y hair on that Donkey body, a strength that was exhumed with that initial load of dirt.
As the scoops piled up, the donkey found it self standing taller than before. This continued for a awhile until the bottom of the hole meet the surface of the land and the donkey was able to walk away freely and proud.
Not sure how the farmer felt about the whole situation? I imagine going from cold blooded killer to a dirt scooping rescue hero could be equally fascinating. Hopefully the two were able to laugh off the whole situation and enjoy a couple of beers together.
An inspiring story for all. Again I am glad this story found me today. Slightly morbid to think we could be living life amongst donkey killers but certainly glad to realize that we all can overcome adversity by standing tall with our heads held high. I'm gonna raise a couple of glasses to this Jack Ass, gonna get myself Donkey Eye'd YO! Eeee haw! Eeee Haw!
Donkey. Donkey. Donkey. Donkey. Donkey. Donkey
Hole, Hole, Hole, Hole, Hole, Hole, Hole, Hole
Donkey Killer, Donkey Killer, Donkey Killer, Donkey Killer, Donkey Killer