Be Ye Prepared
Some years ago a tourist was traveling along the shores of a lake in the countryside of a scenic foreign land. When he reached a stately palace, a friendly old gardener opened the gate and showed him the grounds, which the old man kept in perfect order. The tourist asked when the owner had last been there.
“Twelve years ago.”
“Does he ever write to you?”
“No.”
“From whom do you get your instructions?”
“From his agent in the capitol city.”
“Does he come?”
“Never.”
“Who, then, comes here?”
“I am almost always alone; only once in a while a tourist comes.”
“But you keep the garden in such fine condition, just as though you expected your master to come tomorrow.”
The old gardener promptly replied: “Today, today!”
By Author Unknown
Some years ago a tourist was traveling along the shores of a lake in the countryside of a scenic foreign land. When he reached a stately palace, a friendly old gardener opened the gate and showed him the grounds, which the old man kept in perfect order. The tourist asked when the owner had last been there.
“Twelve years ago.”
“Does he ever write to you?”
“No.”
“From whom do you get your instructions?”
“From his agent in the capitol city.”
“Does he come?”
“Never.”
“Who, then, comes here?”
“I am almost always alone; only once in a while a tourist comes.”
“But you keep the garden in such fine condition, just as though you expected your master to come tomorrow.”
The old gardener promptly replied: “Today, today!”
By Author Unknown