An elderly Chinese water bearer woman had two large pots, each hung on the endsof a pole, Which she carried across her neck.One of the pots had acrack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered afull portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
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