who lived in his kingdom. After it was completed, but before it was
opened to the public, the king decided to have a contest. He invited
as many of his subjects as desired to participate. The challenge was
to see who could travel the highway the best, and the winner was to
receive a box of gold.
On the day of the contest, all the people came. Some of them had
fine chariots; some had fine clothing and fancy food to make the trip a
luxurious journey. Some wore their sturdiest shoes and ran along the
highway on their feet to show their skill. All day they travelled the
highway, and each one, when he arrived at the end, complained to
the king about a large pile of rocks and debris that had been left
almost blocking the road at one point, and that got in their way and
hindered their travel.
At the end of the day, a lone traveller crossed the finish line warily
and walked over to the king. He was tired and dirty, but he addressed
the king with great respect and handed him a small chest of gold. He
said, "I stopped along the way to clear a pile of rocks and debris that
was blocking the road. This chest of gold was under it all. Please
have it returned to its rightful owner."
The king replied, "You are the rightful owner." "Oh no," said the
traveller, "This is not mine. I've never known such money."
"Oh yes," said the king, "you've earned this gold, for you won my
contest. He who travels the road best is he who makes the road
better for those who will follow."
Remember those words of wisdom as you travel the road of life!
Wish you a great, happy and successful new year, readers.