In old times, there was a story about an athletic young boy hungry for success, for whom winning was everything.
One day, the boy was preparing himself for a running competition in his small native village. He and two other young boys were to compete. A large crowd had gathered to witness the competition and a wise old man, upon hearing of the little boy, had traveled far to see it too.
The race started. The boy showed his determination, strength and power and he was the first. The crowd cheered and waved at the boy. The wise man remained still and calm. The little boy, however, felt proud and important.
The second race was called, and two young new challengers came forward to run with the little boy. The little boy finished first once again. The crowd again cheered and waved at the boy. The wise man expressed no opinion. The little boy, however, felt proud and important again.
"Another race, another race!" shouted the little boy. The wise old man stepped forward and presented the little boy with two new challengers, a frail old lady and a blind man. "What is this?" asked the little boy. "Race!" said the wise man. The race started and the boy was the only finisher. The little boy raised his arms in delight. The crowd, however, was silent showing no happiness. "What has happened? Why don't they join in my success?" he asked the wise old man. "Race again, " replied the wise man. "This time, all three of you, finish together," continued the wise man.
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The little boy thought a little,
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"Old man, I don't understand! Who is the crowd cheering for? Which one of us?" asked the little boy.
