dimple,
eh urine is toxic. hope your aunt's son was alright.
pt work,
i'ld really love to do pt work.. but i don't want to sacrifice the income. sigh. trade off.
even when on leave to look after abby, i am doing work at home, answering my boss's emails..
nevermind. my friend shared with me this story yesterday that perked me up.
some time back, there was a young boy who saw a farmer dig his hands in the cow dung to distribute it evenly in his plantation. he was grossed out so he told the farmer, 'uncle uncle, why do you have your hands full of shit?'
The uncle told the boy to come back in a few months. Few months later, the boy came back and he saw the plantation flourishing and he went to see the farmer again and saw him sifting through the cow dung for fertilisation. He asked him, 'uncle, uncle, your plantation is doing so well but why are you still doing so much dirty work and your hands have so much shit!' The farmer invited the boy in and treated him to some mangoes from his plantation and it wowed the boy because the mangoes were large, juicy and sweet.
The farmer looked at the boy wisely and said, 'well boy, after the shit comes juicy mangoes.'
moral of the story: if you want juicy mangoes, you have to go through shit.
If you want double harvest of juicy mangoes, you have to go through double the shit.
Let's not argue about the efficiency of farming and fertilisation methods here. Nobody knows when your juicy mangoes will come but one thing's for sure, after the shit comes juicy mangoes.
I loved it.. related to it alot better than aesop's fables
