AN OYSTER STORY

Been complaining lately about how things are so difficult? Learn from an Oyster ... Read on ...


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-