Black_Bird
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There is an old buddhist proverb that goes something like this:
Once, a teacher and a student were walking from their temple to the city. They came across a man who claimed to be a city official whose cart had lost a wheel. The teacher invited the man to walk with them, but he city official scoffed at his offer, explaining that the teacher should do his public duty and carry him into the city. The teacher bent down and took the man upon his shoulders and walked him all the way to the city, criticised and berated every step of the way by the ingrateful city official. When they had reached the city, the teacher let the official down and bid him good bye.
Leaving the city, the student asked of his teacher, "Why did you carry that ingrate into the city? Do you not care that he spat in your hair and called you vile names?"
To which the teacher replied, "I put the man down in the city, I carry him no more; Why are you still?"
Once, a teacher and a student were walking from their temple to the city. They came across a man who claimed to be a city official whose cart had lost a wheel. The teacher invited the man to walk with them, but he city official scoffed at his offer, explaining that the teacher should do his public duty and carry him into the city. The teacher bent down and took the man upon his shoulders and walked him all the way to the city, criticised and berated every step of the way by the ingrateful city official. When they had reached the city, the teacher let the official down and bid him good bye.
Leaving the city, the student asked of his teacher, "Why did you carry that ingrate into the city? Do you not care that he spat in your hair and called you vile names?"
To which the teacher replied, "I put the man down in the city, I carry him no more; Why are you still?"