Been complaining lately about how bad things are? Here’s something to think about …

There once was an oyster

Whose story I’ll tell

Who found that some sand

Had worked under his shell.

Just one little grain

But it gave him a pain

(For oysters have feelings

That are very plain).

Now did he berate?

This working of fate,

That left him in such a

Deplorable state?

Did he curse the government?

Call for an election?

Or gripe that the sea

Should have given him protection?

No! He said to himself

As he sat on the shelf,

“Since I cannot remove it,

I think I’ll improve it.”

Well, years passed by,

As years always do,

Till he came to his destiny,

Oyster Stew!

But the small grain of sand

That had bothered him so,

Was a beautiful pearl

All richly aglow.

Now this tale has a moral,

For isn’t it grand,

What an oyster can do

With a small grain of sand?

And what couldn’t we do

If we only begin

With all of the things

That gets under our skin?

-Author Unknown-

Beautiful Pearl
Beautiful Pearl


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