Once upon the time, there was a story about ...
The Hippopotamus and the Math Problem
The hippo looked up at the notice board once again. 2 + 2 = 5 ? He scratched his head ( not an easy thing for a hippopotamus to do ) and began to mutter to himself:
" That can't be right. There must be some mistake. "
He sat down ( which can also be a problem for a hippo ) and tried to work out for himself how 2 + 2 could be made to equal 5. He thought too about the person who had written the expression up on the board. Somebody had written it and they must have had a good reason for doing so. There must be something in it.
Finally he got very angry, tore the notice down, and took it back home with him. He put it on the ground and continued to stare at it for days on end, no longer bothering to eat or drink or even to roll in his beautiful mudhole.
2 + 2 = 5 ?
He took off his new glasses to wipe off some mud. Immediately the crazy expression became a blur - he could no longer see the numbers 2 or 5; nor could he make out the plus or the equals signs. Suddenly he began to feel much better, as if a big weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He smiled ( which is a very difficult thing for a hippo to do ), rolled over in the mud, and began to sing. He no longer had a problem and the world looked beautiful again. After that he gave up maths and took up singing instead.
Finally he got very angry, tore the notice down, and took it back home with him. He put it on the ground and continued to stare at it for days on end, no longer bothering to eat or drink or even to roll in his beautiful mudhole.
2 + 2 = 5 ?
He took off his new glasses to wipe off some mud. Immediately the crazy expression became a blur - he could no longer see the numbers 2 or 5; nor could he make out the plus or the equals signs. Suddenly he began to feel much better, as if a big weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He smiled ( which is a very difficult thing for a hippo to do ), rolled over in the mud, and began to sing. He no longer had a problem and the world looked beautiful again. After that he gave up maths and took up singing instead.
Moral: Don't let a small problem make you stressful >:) hehehe
_. Bee ._
[ Sorry I cannot add the source for this story, becuz this is just a simple story which was told by my Teacher to let us think about Life, not the one which was copied from the internet by me ^^ ]
_. Bee ._
2 comments:
Does that mean a big problem, not a small one, can get me down?
For me, problems are just problems, not big, not small. They'l be fairly "treated". [N.A]
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