An elderly chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried accross her neck.One of the pot had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion od water.At the end of the long walk from the steam to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.For a full two years, this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pot of water. Of course the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments but the poorcracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfections and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the steam.“I am ashamed of myself, because the crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house”The old woman smiled : “Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot’s side ? That’s because i have always known your flaw, so i planted flowers seeds on your side of the path and every day while we walk back home, you water them. For two years i have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.”Each of us has our own unique flaw...But its the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.You just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.To all my “crackpot” friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path.
Hello Forget-me-not, I heard this story several times in my childhood. By reading it here, I simply went back to most lovely days of my life, my childhood days. Thanks a million for sharing this wonderful story.
Dear Monika,
Hehe, funny our story is the same, but with very little changes in details. I got mine from my old american friend and it really touched me that he sent that one to me.
Thanks for reading it anyway.
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Hello Forget-me-not, I heard this story several times in my childhood. By reading it here, I simply went back to most lovely days of my life, my childhood days. Thanks a million for sharing this wonderful story.
Hehe, funny our story is the same, but with very little changes in details. I got mine from my old american friend and it really touched me that he sent that one to me.
Thanks for reading it anyway.
Thank you for your interest to this story and for your comment.
I've shared this in the short stories group already:
http://my.englishclub.com/group/shortstories/forum/topics/the-crack...
You are such a caring friend, always there with your nice feelings and words. I am so happy i met you my friend. Big tight hug.
Thanks for your interest to my blog. I am glad you like this little story.