Sunday, August 23, 2009

Blogging for Your Dad


"Who would have thot? There is a lesson there, what is it kids?" (Must. Teach.)

10 comments:

marlaquin said...

Me first! Something about how even when you think something is innocuous, it can actually be a predator in disguise?

Zachary Pierre said...

Don't go through life too confidently, thinking that you're immune to what's around you. The second you think you're top dog, someone else will show you that you aren't.

bestgrandkidsever said...

Dad says he's waiting for a few more responses before he tells you what he thinks.

Zachary Pierre said...

So Marla & I were wrong then.

bestgrandkidsever said...

Nope, not wrong. I don't think there are any wrong answers with an object lesson. But you know Dad. He likes to get as many answers as possible before letting you know what he is thinking.

bestgrandkidsever said...

To the Hassell clan,
In reference to the octopus and shark incident I am reminded about the bird that fell into the barnyard, now that your mother is cringing cuz she has a profound dislike of that story, (for you spouses you will have to have your spouse enlighten you about this sage and profound story) Its implications are three, 1. not everybody that dumps on you is your enemy, 2. not everyone that helps you out is your friend, 3. there are times the status quo ain't all that bad so quite whining. That being said, back to the original story. Don't assume passivity is to lack strength, patience is a remarkable underused virtue, "all things come to those who wait" The preparation of the Lord is not often seen in foresight, only in hindsight, wouldn't it be great if we could see more clearly than through a glass darkly? (hey I am working on a Book of Mormon lesson, what did you expect?
Dad
Disclaimer: I just have a profound dislike of that story if it's told in a sacrament meeting or an Eagle Court in the chapel!

Zachary Pierre said...

I vaguely remember the bird story. Could you remind me?

Derek said...

My best recollection of the story-

A bird once waited far too long to fly south for the winter. When he finally departed, it was very cold, so cold in fact, that he started to freeze, and fell to the ground just outside a barn in the countryside. He lay there, contemplating his fate, wishing he had left for warmer climates with the rest of his flock. A few minutes later, one of the cows came along and covered the bird in a "meadow muffin".

"Oh great", he thought, "I'm freezing to death and now I'll die covered in recycled hay."

He slowly realized that his supposed coffin was actually quite warm, and his feathers had begun to thaw. Feeling good about his prospects, he began to chirp. He chirped so loudly, in fact, that a passing cat heard it. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.

bestgrandkidsever said...

Nice memory Derek!

Trina said...

We've been on the move all week, but did discuss in the car, and came up with the following before Dad posted his answer: You're stronger than you think, and have it in you to tackle even the most formidable challenges.

Thanks for posting Dad (and Mom). I've always loved the bird allegory!