Story to Share

couped this story frm my fren's blog... but i find it meaningful and hope dat it is to you too.

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Since he was young Santiago always wanted to be a shepherd. He wanted to travel, and as a shepherd he was able to walk the country and see the land. with his sheep :D in spain neway.

so he grew up and became a shepherd, learning the trade, and earning quite a sum of money. but as a shepherd he had long gotten used to living the simple life, and most nights he stayd in this old deserted chapel in the middle of which stood an ageing sycamore tree.

but one day God came to him in a dream. This was a dream that trully hit him; he was very sure of what it had told him. It was a dreamwhere something completely irrational just seemed so convincing and so possible. In this dream he was told to go from spain to egypt, to find a certain place which was clearly pictured in his dream. on reaching there, all he had to do would be to dig and he would find a huge pot of gold.

Now santiago was a man who pursued his dreams. So he sold all his sheep and went to egypt to find the place he saw in his dream. There he met a friend of his. He described this place to his friend, and asked if the friend could help him there.

"well thats really far away, you'll have to cross the Sahara and it would take you quite a lot of money to get there" said the friend.

He handed all the money he had to his friend.

he never saw it again.

Now, all alone and without any money, he sook shelter with a old lamp merchant, offering to work for food and shelter. eventually he found that he was a really good merchant himself, and soon owned a large share of the lamp shop.

but once again he was a man who pursued his dreams so he sold his share of the shop and made his way to the Sahara.

Once again sth bad happened to him(lol i cant rmb!) and he lost everything again. So on his own now, he walkedd and walked and walked and somehow found and oasis (ok fine this part is a little lame) , to find that there were pple living there. So he decided to stay there awhile. There, he made a decent living,

and then he met his souldmate. but despite this, he still insisted on pursuing his dream, and his souldmate understood his persistence.

So once again he set out in search of the place. When finally he arrived there it was a magnificent sight, just like in his dreamss. but that did not distract him from the task at hand. So he begun digging.

and digging
and digging
and digging

and then it was night time but he still hadnt found the pot of gold. now it appeared, it appeared, that santiago was cursed or sumthing, and he got robbed by a bunch of bandits.

and the bandit leader was like, "what are you doing here you stupid spanish man"
and he told him he was looking for a pot of gold he saw in his dream.
bandit leader: "you really are a stupid spanish man. a few days ago i was sitting at this spot and i dreamt of an old deserted chapel with a sycamore tree and under that tree was a pot of gold. ridiculous no?"

santi: i know that placee!
bandit leader shakes his head and leavees.

broke, he went back to the oasis, spent awhile there, left with money again and went back to spain., to that old deserted chapel. and whene he dug he found the pot of gold.

and he was lyk "GOd why did you send me so far, only to find that what i really wanted was where i was in the first place?"

and then God told him
"then you woudnt have learned all that youve learned on the journey... "