Finding
a New Spring
[Perseverance]
Once upon
a time a certain tradesman was leading a caravan to another country
to sell his goods. Along the way they came to the edge of a severe
hot-sand desert. They asked about and found that during the day
time the sun heats up the fine sand until it's as hot as charcoal,
so no one can walk on it not even bullocks or camels! So
the caravan leader hired a desert guide, one who could follow
the stars, so that they could travel only at night when the sand
cools down. They began the dangerous night time journey across
the desert.
A couple of
nights later, after eating their evening meal, and waiting for
the sand to cool, they started out again. Later that night the
desert guide, who was driving the first cart, saw from the stars
that they were getting close to the other side of the desert.
He had also overeaten, so that when he relaxed, he dozed off to
sleep. Then the bullocks who, of course, couldn't tell directions
by reading the stars, gradually turned to the side and went in
a big wide circle until they ended up at the same place they had
started from!
By then it
was morning, and the people realized they were back at the same
spot they'd camped at the day before. They lost heart and began
to cry about their condition. Since the desert crossing was supposed
to be over by now, they had no more water and were afraid they
would die of thirst. They even began to blame the caravan leader
and the desert guide "We can do nothing without water!",
they complained.
Then the tradesman
thought to himself, "If I lose courage now, in the middle
of this disastrous situation, my leadership has no meaning. If
I fall to weeping and regretting this misfortune, and do nothing,
all these goods and bullocks and even the lives of the people,
including myself, may be lost. I must be energetic and face the
situation!" So he began walking back and forth, trying to
think out a plan to save them all.
Remaining
alert, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a small clump
of grass. He thought, "Without water, no plant could live
in this desert." So he called over the most energetic of
his fellow travellers and asked them to dig up the ground on that
very spot. They dug and dug, and after a while they got down to
a large stone. Seeing it they stopped, and began to blame the
leader again, saying "This effort is useless. We're just
wasting our time!" But the tradesman replied, "No no,
my friends, if we give up the effort we will all be ruined and
our poor animals will die let us be encouraged!"
As he said
this, he got down into the hole, put his ear to the stone, and
heard the sound of flowing water. Immediately, he called over
a boy who had been digging and said, "If you give up, we
will all perish - so take this heavy hammer and strike the rock."
The
boy lifted the hammer over his head and hit the rock as hard as
he could and he himself was the most surprised when the
rock spilt in two and a mighty flow of water gushed out from under
it! Suddenly, all the people were overjoyed. They drank and bathed
and washed the animals and cooked their food and ate.
Before they
left, they raised a high banner so that other travellers could
see it from afar and come to the new spring in the middle of the
hot-sand desert. Then they continued on safely to the end of their
journey.
The
moral is: Don't give up too easily - keep
on trying until you reach the goal.