D eagle did wht chickens did.
It scratched in dirt fr seeds, clucked n cackled n nvr flew more thn a few feet. One day he saw an eagle flying
gracefully n majestically in d open sky. He asked d chickens: "What is dat
beautiful bird?"
The chickens replied, "dat is an eagle. He is an outstanding bird, bt
u cnt fly like him bcz u r juz a chicken." So d eagle nvr gave it
a 2nd thought, believng dat to b d truth. He lived d lyf of n died a
chicken, depriving himself of his heritage bcz of his lack of vision.
Wht a waste! He ws born to win, bt ws conditiond to lose.
D same thng is true of most ppl.
D unfortunate part of lyf is as Oliver Wendall
Holmes said, "Most people go to their graves, with music still in them." We dnt achieve excellenc bcz of our own lack of vision.
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