a tail (tale)
A young man wished to marry the farmer’s beautiful daughter. He went to the farmer to ask his permission. The farmer looked him over and said, “Son, go stand out in that field. I’m going to release three bulls, one at a time. If you can catch the tail of any one of the three bulls, you can marry my daughter.”
The young man stood in the pasture awaiting the first bull. The barn door opened and out ran the biggest, meanest-looking bull he had ever seen. He decided that one of the next bulls had to be a better choice than this one, so he ran over to the side and let the bull pass through the pasture out the back gate.
The barn door opened again. Unbelievable. He had never seen anything so big and fierce in his life. It stood pawing the ground, grunting, slinging slobber as it eyed him. Whatever the next bull was like, it had to be a better choice than this one. He ran to the fence and let the bull pass through the pasture, out the back gate.
The door opened a third time. A smile came across his face. This was the weakest, scrawniest little bull he had ever seen. This one was his bull. As the bull came running by, he positioned himself just right and jumped at just the exact moment. He grabbed… but the bull had no tail!
Life is full of opportunities. Some will be easy to take advantage of, some will be difficult. But once we let them pass (often in hopes of something better), those opportunities may never again be available. So always grab the first opportunity.
This story reminded me of when I was in High School, a group of friends and I went to watch another friend do some bull riding, (@ Simonton Rodeo, Tx). The opportunity came up for us to enter the ‘money bull.’ (300 dollars is placed / taped between the bulls horns and you try to get the money)
The bull came out and chased nearly every one over the fence. When it charged at me, I started to run but realized the bull was faster so I went to the ground, turned and faced the bull, as the bull ducked its head and charged me, I placed my feet on its horns and it pushed me about 20 feet and then ran off. I climbed out of the ring and thought, ‘Why didn’t I grab the money? I suppose I was more worried about being horned than becoming 300 dollars richer. The opportunity presented itself for me to grab the money but my thoughts were on the situation at hand (being in front of a run away train). (health or wealth?) Art~
grab life by the tail and enjoy the ride