It was so much easier to dip
the bucket into the muddy stream
than to carry it all the way from
the faucet. So I did. Every time.
Until the afternoon my brother
saw me do it. "Just because they
roll in the mud doesn't mean
they want to drink dirty water,"
he said. Easier, I learned,
isn't necessarily better.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
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