"There is a Taoist story of an old
farmer who had worked his crops for many years.
One day his horse ran
away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit. "Such bad
luck," they said sympathetically.
"Maybe," the farmer replied.
The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild
horses. "How wonderful," the neighbors exclaimed.
"Maybe," replied the old man.
The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed
horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again came to
offer their sympathy on his misfortune.
"Maybe," answered the farmer.
The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men
into the army. Seeing that the son's leg was broken, they passed him
by. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned
out.
"Maybe," said the farmer."
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