A different sort of Blog entry… What’s the moral of the Story?

This was a bedtime story I told my kids…

I was trying to create a particular message for them, but so far no-one who has read this has picked up on the message I was trying to send… Which means either I’m an idiot or you’re an idiot…

What’s it gonna be? What’s the message here?

You are here...

You are here…

The Island Castaway (no Tom Hanks)

A wealthy and powerful man began to lose his way in the world and decided to take a cruise to find himself. After 11 days at sea, there was a violent storm and the ship capsized, flinging the man into the raging sea. He survived the storm by holding on to a piece of floating debris and eventually was washed up on a small island. The island was very small and though there were enough trees with fruit, fresh water, and fish to keep the man alive, after many weeks he began to lose his will to live. He decided at this time to try to put an end to it all.

The next morning 2 strange boxes washed up on the shore. Both were locked and looked difficult to open. The man spent a full day using makeshift tools trying to open the first box. For the whole day, he could not even scratch the outside of the box and eventually as night fell, he conceded that he could not open the box.

The next day he set to work on the second box. It seemed identical to the first, but by the end of the second day, he had managed to peel away just a very small corner of the top of the box. That night he could barely sleep, he was so excited about what he might find in the box.

Three more days passed, each day the man managed to open the box just a little more. Finally, at the end of the fifth day, the man had opened a hole large enough to reach inside the box. He reached his hand inside and felt something small and square inside the box. He worked away, into the night and eventually freed the small square object, which happened to be another box, a smaller version of the first two. Since his island ordeal, the man had never felt so alive. Again that night, he barely slept, so excited about what he might find in the small box.

Another week passed, each day the man was able to open the smaller box just a little more.. Finally, he had managed to open the small box and inside was a small silver flute. In the coming months, the man taught himself slowly and carefully to play beautiful music on the flute and after 6 long months on the island he was eventually rescued by a passing fishing ship.

When the ship arrived, the fisherman helped the man aboard and they picked up the first box the man had passed over. They opened the box and inside was a radio beacon, life raft, and nautical flares. The man looked at the box and sat down, smiling to play the flute.

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3 Responses to “A different sort of Blog entry… What’s the moral of the Story?”


  1. 1 almondjoycie February 3, 2010 at 2:34 pm

    Nice allegory of my life right now. I suppose I should run out and buy myself a flute.

  2. 2 Maurine July 28, 2013 at 5:54 pm

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  1. 1 I laugh the loudest at my own jokes. « This Limerick Called Life Trackback on February 3, 2010 at 3:13 pm

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