Sunday, December 12, 2004
There was once an artist sitting on his favourite bench at the park. He decided to paint a picture. The artist gathered tools needed to paint. Namely paintbrushes, paint and canvas. He started painting and painting. The painting did not look very impressive at first as the artist was only drawing the outlines and stuff like that. Many people who walked pass and looked at the artist's painting said it looked ugly and criticised it cruelly. An old man then approached the artist and gave him tips on how to improve his painting skills and helped him out.
The artist took his painting home and worked very hard on it. He did not return to the park for a very long time. One day, he decided to go back as he missed the place. He brought his painting along. He sat down and continued painting the picture. This time, the people who walked pass praised his picture and said that he had improved alot and had potential. He felt very happy and encouraged. He decided to work very hard on his painting and make it his best ever piece.
After awhile, the artist's tools started to wear out. One fateful day, his paintbrush broke and his paint got used up. His painting was only half done. The paintbrush and paint somehow gave up on artist. The artist felt very sad but decided to perservere as he knew that someday he will become one of the best artist ever.
He told himself that he will get a new set of painting tools and work very hard. He will someday make his painting known like the Mona Lisa and many other great works of art.
And he continued to paint... and paint... and paint...
The story above was written by me and it goes out to all Inertians and Ex-Inertians. Love y'all.
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