Storie. Kountdown! 2 more days left to the End.

i may not have time to blog in the night today, tht's y u can see how early i'm blogging now.

ok, for the last 5 days of the blog, jus to remind you,:
27-30may, a 4-part story abt a small town and its leader.
31may, farewell post, a story abt letting go.

P.S. i'm going for NAFA orientation rite now! bye~~

here goes...

There was once, after Ahab had brought peace to the region, driven away the remaining outlaws and modernized agriculture and trade in Viscos, he invited some friends to supper and cooked a succulent piece of meat for them. Suddenly he realized there was no salt.

So Ahab called his son, “Go to the village and buy some salt, but pay a fair price for it; neither too much nor too little.”

His son was surprised, “I can understand why I shouldn’t pay too much for it, but if I can bargain them down, why not pay a bit less?”

“That would be a sensible thing to do in a large city, but in a small village like ours it could spell the beginning of doom.”

The boy understood and left without asking any further questions. However, Ahab’s guests, who had overheard he conversation, wanted to know why they should not buy the salt more cheaply if they could.

Ahab replied, “The only reason anyone would sell salt more cheaply than usual would be because he was desperate for money. And anyone who took advantage of that situation would be showing a lack of respect for the sweat and the struggle of the man who laboured to produce it.”

His friend retorted, “But such a small thing couldn’t possibly destroy a village.”

Ahab said, “In the beginning, there was only a small amount of injustice abroad in the world, but everyone who came afterwards added their portion, always thinking it was very small and unimportant, and look where we have ended up today in this world.”