The Impatient Fisherman
A fable about patience!
Mr. Wilson decided to go fishing and he promised his wife he would bring her back some fish. So he walked down to the river under the bright afternoon sun and sat down on a rock with his fishing pole.
But there wasn’t a fish to be seen. Every so often a little bitty fish would zip by where he was sitting, and he would chase it with his net until he would trip on a rock and fall face down into the water.
“Lousy fish!” Mr. Wilson grunted.
The day wore on, the sun started to set, and Mr. Wilson still had not caught a single fish. He became frustrated and he was stomping angrily in the water
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I write on this self development blog about building self confidence, being purpose driven and being altogether fabulous. I write especially for women over forty but all women are welcome.
I think the lesson is to work smart and plan ahead like Mr. Wilson and Billy. Things will not always come in easy or as fast as we would want it to be. i read in a motivational poster sometime ago in France. “Chance favors the prepared mind.”