#8. The Steady Farmer
I wrote this parable about 6 months ago, as an assignment for my English class. The assignment was to write a parable. When I saw a quote by Robert Louis Stevenson, this story came to mind. There might be some typos and grammatical errors, but that’s not the point. Some of the sentences might be overly long or clunky, that’s also not the point. Nevertheless, here it is: The Steady Farmer- A Parable.
There once was a farmer that tarried in the field day in and day out. Every day of the week, from Sunday to Saturday, he worked in the field until he was too weak to continue.
This farmer was a farmer that only owned a small little portion of land near the coast, as opposed to the huge fields that many of his competitors owned for farming. At the end of every day, when the steady farmer slowly trudged back to the house that he had built with his hands, all of his rivals laughed and spat at him, telling him about how little his corn and his tomatoes looked compared to their own.
His rivals didn’t realize the revolutionary method of farming that he had been practicing for years. For about a half a year, he kept working in his fields alone, and trudging back off under the ridicule that he faced from his peers. They laughed at him continuously, but he couldn’t be bothered by it, he just worked until it was time for the harvest.
When the harvest rolled around, it was the steady farmer with the biggest yield for miles around. At the end of it all, the steady farmer’s arrogant peers stood before him puzzled, they couldn’t wrap their minds around how the steady farmer could yield such big crops.
Inspired by the quote:
“Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds that you plant.” — Robert Louis Stevenson
