[bct] Re: Great story

  • From: "M. Dimitt" <jamdim@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: <blindcooltech@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • Date: Mon, 20 Feb 2006 09:20:24 -0700

Hi, beth,
I've heard this story before, and it's always good to hear it again! thanks a whole lot!
Sincerely, Jamie
----- Original Message ----- From: "beth" <fb-oe@xxxxxxx>
To: <blindcooltech@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
Sent: Sunday, February 19, 2006 8:33 PM
Subject: [bct] Great story


When One Person Can Make a Difference (Author Unknown)

I awoke early, as I often did, just before sunrise, to walk by the ocean's
edge and greet the new day.

As I moved through the morning dawn, I focused on a faint, far away
I saw a youth, bending and reaching and flailing arms, dancing on the
no doubt in celebration of the perfect day soon to begin. As I approached,
realized that the youth was not dancing to the bay, but rather bending to
sift through the debris left by the night's tide, stopping now and then to
pick up starfish and then standing, to heave it back into the sea.

I asked the youth the purpose of the effort. "The tide has washed the
starfish onto the beach and they cannot return to the sea by themselves,"
the youth replied.  "When the sun rises, they will die, unless I throw
back into the sea."

As the youth explained, I surveyed the vast expanse of beach, stretching
both directions beyond eyesight. Starfish littered the shore in numbers
beyond calculation. The hopelessness of the youth's plan became clear to
and I countered, "But there are more starfish on this beach than you can
ever save before the sun is up. Surely you cannot expect to make a

The youth paused briefly to consider my words, bent to pick up a starfish
and threw it as far as
possible. Turning to me he simply said, "I made a difference to that ONE."

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