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The Father and His Sons

Feb 15, 2006 23:45

Going out of town always screws up my schedule. Thank god I'm home!

So, sorry, you missed it, but I moved to step two with the toilet training back on the 12th. It seems to be going well!




Also, zeeem drove on the way to Charlotte. I am really proud of him. As you can see in this picture, he is a speed demon.




But wait, there's more! I actually uploaded the pictures from the abandoned building I went to last weekend. Rumor has it, they are giving away this building for free to anyone that can afford to move it ($300,000?). It's a really big house. Must have been nice in its day. And if I was loaded I would definitely take it and renovate.

Never fear! I have your daily Aesop's fable here. By the way, 'faggot' is n. 1. A bundle of twigs, sticks, or branches bound together. So no confusion there, ok?

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A Father had a family of sons who were perpetually quarreling among themselves. When he failed to heal their disputes by his exhortations, he determined to give them a practical illustration of the evils of disunion; and for this purpose he one day told them to bring him a bundle of sticks. When they had done so, he placed the faggot into the hands of each of them in succession, and ordered them to break it in pieces. They tried with all their strength, and were not able to do it. He next opened the faggot, took the sticks separately, one by one, and again put them into his sons' hands, upon which they broke them easily. He then addressed them in these words: "My sons, if you are of one mind, and unite to assist each other, you will be as this faggot, uninjured by all the attempts of your enemies; but if you are divided among yourselves, you will be broken as easily as these sticks."
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