The Scorpion and the Frog is a fable about trust, human nature and malevolence. One of the many versions goes as follows:
A scorpion asks a frog to carry him over a river. The frog is afraid of being stung, but the scorpion argues that if it did so, both would sink and the scorpion would drown. The frog then agrees, but midway across the river the scorpion does indeed sting the frog, dooming them both. When asked why, the scorpion points out that this is its nature.
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The moral of the story: You can’t outsmart human nature. Be realistic about changing vicious people; sometimes they even act against their own interests.
A thunderous sound of hooves echoes across the vast prairie. A lone rider gallops across an open plain with a sense of freedom and exhilaration. This only comes from listening to nature’s rhythms.
He understands how to ride, but as any experienced equestrian will tell you, this is not enough. The true measure of a rider’s skill is how well they know how to fall.
Life will inevitably bring challenges and setbacks. So, the question is not whether we will fall, but how we will respond to the fall. Will we be defeated, or will we pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and try again?
The Native American proverb suggests that life is not just about victorie
good eveing dear friends phew it was like 100 degrese today my friend dasi and her son and husband and i went to cvs round noon ,did some shopping. then came home its too hot. good night see ya tomrrow.
hi my dear friends i hope everyone is good, keep cool its too hot here but we keeping cool/ ac. on. my daughter, me , sunny the bird./ and beauty the cat and king also is keeping cool. thank you for the lovely comments and pictures. love mary.
wow its after 9 pm its almost time for me to hit my bed. i been collecting pictures of my special ma. good night my dear boomer friends and family, this weekend i was just thinking of all my special friends and family , iam so blessed, thank you for all the lovely comments and beautiful pictures you share with me i love all of you, keep save, and cool, we had thunder storms and floods today. sunny the bird didnt care, beauty the cat she eat her supper and now shes sleeping some weres with king her son, dont realy know were they go at night, they come back for their brakfast. tomrrow morning i guess round 9 am , ? usuly brfore i have my coffee breakfast guess they be back. its crazy susan has to feed sunny the bird frist, then beauty and king, then lunch round 1 pm then at 4 or 4.30 pm beauty eats her wet food then i take left wet food out for king, have a good night now see u tomrrow love mary
good eveing i been going threw my pictures of my ma adina my dear friend i made some albums of her, like to share, here is one me huging adina i dont remember it was her brithday or mothers day i gave her roses with another friend of us, i love roses too.
“If men would consider not so much wherein they differ, as wherein they agree, there would be far less of uncharitableness and angry feeling in the world.” – Joseph Addison
It was a cold and silent night. The weather was cold. A group of monkeys was on a tree. They were clinging to its branches. One of the monkeys said, “I wish we could find some fire. It will help us to keep warm.”
Suddenly they noticed a flock of fireflies. One of the young monkeys mistook it for fire, so he grabbed the firefly. He put it under a dry leaf and started blowing at it. Some other monkeys also joined in his efforts.
Meanwhile, a sparrow came flying to its nest on the same tree the monkeys were sitting on.
She noticed what they were doing. The sparrow laughed. She said, “Hey silly monkeys, that is a firefly, not real fire. I think all of you should take shelter in a cave
The monkeys did not listen to the sparrow. They continued to blow at the poor firefly.
After some time, the monkeys became very tired. Now they realized that what the sparrow had said was correct. They set free the firefly and moved to a nearby cave.
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GOOD NIGHT
good night dear friends had a fun day at my club, have a wonderful day tomrrow. love mary,
