GOOD LUCK, BAD LUCK, WHO CAN TELL?
A man lived with his son on a farm in China. One day, their prized stallion broke free of the pen and ran off.
A neighbor heard of this and approached the man saying "Oh what terrible luck has befallen you!" The man just shook his head and said "Good luck, bad luck, who can tell?"
A week later, the prized stallion returned as the head of a pack of wild horses. He had become their leader and had led them back to the man's farm. The stallion ran into the pen followed by all of the horses. The son was able to shut the gate of the pen and they had 18 new horses.
The same neighbor returned to offer his congratulations saying "Oh, what wonderful luck you have!" The man again shook his head and said "Good luck, bad luck, who can tell?"
Two days later, while trying to break one of the wild horses, the man's son was thrown from the horses back and broke his leg.
The (busybody) neighbor comes over and tells the man "I'm sorry to hear about your son's back luck in breaking his leg." Of course, the man shook his head and said "Good luck, bad luck, who can tell?"
The next day, the Chinese army came by to conscript the man's son into the army. The son could not go, could not be conscripted, because of his broken leg.
"Good luck, bad luck, who can tell?"
A man lived with his son on a farm in China. One day, their prized stallion broke free of the pen and ran off.
A neighbor heard of this and approached the man saying "Oh what terrible luck has befallen you!" The man just shook his head and said "Good luck, bad luck, who can tell?"
A week later, the prized stallion returned as the head of a pack of wild horses. He had become their leader and had led them back to the man's farm. The stallion ran into the pen followed by all of the horses. The son was able to shut the gate of the pen and they had 18 new horses.
The same neighbor returned to offer his congratulations saying "Oh, what wonderful luck you have!" The man again shook his head and said "Good luck, bad luck, who can tell?"
Two days later, while trying to break one of the wild horses, the man's son was thrown from the horses back and broke his leg.
The (busybody) neighbor comes over and tells the man "I'm sorry to hear about your son's back luck in breaking his leg." Of course, the man shook his head and said "Good luck, bad luck, who can tell?"
The next day, the Chinese army came by to conscript the man's son into the army. The son could not go, could not be conscripted, because of his broken leg.
"Good luck, bad luck, who can tell?"
Maybe you should become a professional sage . You could get a temple at the top of a mountain somewhere and people could make pilgrimages up to the top to hear your words of advice . Then after they've made this long , arduous , journey to see you , you could tell them a "knock-knock" joke or something . Heh,heh . That's all the wisdom you get!!! SUCKER!!!!
G_Felix , the "evil" sage . It has a certain ring to it doesn't it ?