Friday, September 11, 2009
The old chief was trying to decide which son should lead the tribe after he passes.
They all had their own ideas of how things should be done.
Some were for warring, some for peace, a few wanted to move the tribe north, and a few wanted to move the tribe south.
All were creating dissension within the tribe, it looked to him like the tribe would split up and die out.
So he gathered his sons together and asked them all to try and come up with a solution to keep the tribe intact.
When they were all together, he asked them to step forward one by one to present their solutions and ideas.
One by one the came forward, one by one they would argue their point.
Peace, war, move north, move south, then the youngest son stepped forth to present his solution.
He handed his 9 brothers each a twig.
Now he asked each to break the twig. They each snapped the twig into small pieces.
He then handed each brother 10 twigs, asked them to tie them together, and to break them.
Not one brother was able, to break the bound twigs.
The youngest son, then explained like the lone twig, if the the tribe stands alone, it breaks easily, but when united, they are strong and can not be divided. We must be as the bound twigs, to survive.
A hush fell among the brothers.
The chief had found the answer he had been seeking in the youngest son.
The tribe will succeed and live on.
http://comedyplus.blogspot.com/ sandee, by me
http://pat-aviewfromtheedge.blogspot.com/by miss rae
http://stirfryawesomeness.blogspot.com/by miss sandra
http://lcwrite2.blogspot.com/ susan from roni