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Clever Eight
Copyright © 2008 by Brad L Gordon
First Printing 2002
Cover design by Brad L Gordon
All rights reserved.
No part of this booklet may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical
means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission, in writing from
the author. The only exception is by a reviewer, who may quote short excerpts in a review.
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Thank You
Dedicated to the amazing
Baze R Gordon,
the miracle
Jexi
Jane Gordon
and
Brayden
To my family
You are the real power and magic in my life, my best friends,
and the ultimate puzzle that I am truly a piece of~
With great love and admiration for you all.
To Amy
Who made everything happen.
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The Cracked Pot
A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck.
One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of
water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master's house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water in
his master's house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect to the end for which it
was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to
accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream.
"I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you."
"Why?" asked the bearer. "What are you ashamed of?"
"I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes
water to leak out all the way back to your master's house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work,
and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.
The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion
he said,
"As we return to the master's house, I want you to notice the beautiful
flowers along the path."
Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on
the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked
out half its load, and so again it apologized to the bearer for its failure.
The bearer said to the pot,
"Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pot's side? That's
because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of
the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you've watered them. For two years I have been able
to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master's table. Without you being just the way you are, he would
not have this beauty to grace his house."
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