On one of our many skype sessions my dad told me a story, it took me back to the days of sitting around the fire place in the village burning our fingers in hot coal trying to roast plum, corn or plantain. It tastes so good plantain and red oil with a dash of salt, or plantain and plum, not forgeting corn and plum but that one is a different topic. So my dad and I were talking and I was expressing my self to him about some worries, fears and challenges and as always my daddy has the answer for everything. so he says Nahsang let me tell you a story and I felt like a like little girl again.
Once upon a time (ten times) there was man(mango) who had a dog(doctor) the dog was white......lol ok seriously now
Once upon a time there was a man who raised chickens, one day he went hiking up the mountain and while he was up there he found an eagles nest with some eggs in it and decided to take one of the eagles eggs home with him, once he was home he put the eggs with some of other chicken eggs his hens had just laid so she can sit on it like the others until it was ready to hatch. the baby eagle hatched at almost the same time as the other chicks. the mother hen raised the baby eagle with her other chicks and the eagle thought it was a chicken too.
the baby eagle ate corn, rice, worms and dirt from the earth like the other chickens, played in the fields like the other baby chickens. one day he saw some eagles flying up high over the mountains, and he asked his mother the hen " mom why don't we fly like those birds up over the mountains I would love to fly" the hen replied him " we are chickens we don't fly we run on the ground and eat from the earth" everyday the baby eagle looked at the other eagles flying and admired them so much but kept running on the ground with his fellow chickens. so many years went by and he stilled looked at the other eagles up in the sky with envy wishing he was up there, until one day one of the eagles spotted him from below and came down asked him " why are you running around here with these chickens and eating dirt? you are one of us, you are an eagle we fly high over the mountains." that day the eagle realized he was not he chicken and he could fly, he flew high over the mountains and never looked back.
moral of the story:
don't let anyone tell you that you are chicken, you are an eagle and can fly high over every challenge and obstacle. its never too late too fly you just need to realize that you are an eagle and stop running around below with chickens.
I love my Daddy, and Yes I am a flying eagle!
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