Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Tossing Starfish*

My scanner is on the blink so I'm not sending what I planned to send, but the sentiment is the same

“While wandering a deserted beach at dawn, stagnant in my work, I saw a man in the distance bending and throwing as he walked the endless stretch toward me. As he came near, I could see that he was throwing starfish, abandoned on the sand by the tide, back into the sea. When he was close enough I asked him why he was working so hard at this strange task. He said that the sun would dry the starfish and they would die. I said to him that I thought he was foolish. there were thousands of starfish on miles and miles of beach. One man alone could never make a difference. He smiled as he picked up the next starfish. Hurling it far into the sea he said, "It makes a difference for this one." I abandoned my writing and spent the morning throwing starfish.”
Loren Eiseley

 *FYI because I can't help myself. Starfish are properly called Sea Stars because they are not now, nor have they ever been fish. :-)

May each of us remember the value of a single act of kindness every day  

1 comment:

  1. Ginny, it feels like you understand me completely. I'll bet you tossed bushels of starfish yourself along the way. Our job's a big one and sometimes discouraging, but we keep at it -- and at least our little patch of the Earth is greener for our effort. Be well, good friend!