One day a farmer’s donkey fell down into a well.
The animal cried for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally, he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway; it just wasn’t worth it to retrieve the donkey.
He invited all his neighbors to come over & help him. They all grabbed a dirt & began to shovel dirt into the well.
At first, the donkey didn’t realized what was happening & cried horribly. Then, to everyone’s amazement he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well. He was astonished at what he saw. With each shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was doing something amazing.
He would shake it off & take a step up. As the farmer’s neighbors
continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off & take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well & happily trotted off..!!!
Always Remember in Life that:
Life is going to throw dirt on you.
The trick to getting out of the well is to shake it off & take a step up.
Each of our troubles is a stepping stone.
We can get out of the deepest wells just by not stopping, never giving up..But by taking a step up.
In this world people will always throw stones in the path of your success, It depends on you..what You make from them A wall or A bridge…!!!
great story
I LIKE THIS STORY
donkey’s name was Daisey…
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DONKEY IN A WELL – TRANSLATED TO POETRY by BRENDA ROBINSON
There is an urban myth I found
About a donkey that’s going around
This poor old donkey got stuck in a well
Tired and distraught it began to dwell
The farmer said its too old it’s no good
I’ll bury the donkey right where it stood
He covered the donkey with the dirt
The poor old donkey began to hurt
The farmer kept shovelling with his spade
No bloody bugger would come to its aid
The donkey the dirt on it’s back it did shake
Then one step up it began to take
As the dirt rose again the donkey would rise
There was a glimmer of hope in this old donkey’s eyes
The dirt had covered to the top of the well
“WHAT’S GOING ON” the farmer yelled “BLOODY HELL”
With one mighty grunt the old donkey leapt out
The donkey ran and galloped happily about
NOW if you wish this donkey could be your wife
When she gets out you better run for your life