The Starfish
Posted by: tz8cy5 <tz8cy5@...>
As an old man walked down a beach at dawn, he saw ahead of him
what he thought to be a dancer. A young man was running across
the sand, rhythmically bending down to pick up a stranded
starfish and throw it far into the sea. The old man gazed in
wonder as the young soul again and again threw the small
starfish from the sand to the water.
The old man approached him and asked why he spent so much energy
doing what seemed to be a waste of time. The young man explained
that the starfish might die if it were left to the morning sun.
"But there must be thousands of miles of beach and millions of
starfish. How can your effort make any difference?"
The young man looked down at the small starfish in his hand and
as he threw it in to safety in the sea, said, "It makes a
difference to this one."
--Anonymous