I have a friend named Monty Roberts who
owns a horse ranch in San Isidro. He has let me use his house to put on
fund-raising events to raise money for youth at risk programs.
The last time I was there he introduced
me by saying, “I want to tell you why I let Jack use my horse. It all
goes back to a story about a young man who was the son of an itinerant
horse trainer who would go from stable to stable, race track to race
track, farm to farm and ranch to ranch, training horses. As a result,
the boy’s high school career was continually interrupted. When he was a
senior, he was asked to write a paper about what he wanted to be and do
when he grew up.
“That night he wrote a seven-page paper
describing his goal of someday owning a horse ranch. He wrote about his
dream in great detail and he even drew a diagram of a 200-acre ranch,
showing the location of all the buildings, the stables and the track.
Then he
drew a detailed floor plan for a 4,000-square-foot house that would sit on a 200-acre dream ranch.
drew a detailed floor plan for a 4,000-square-foot house that would sit on a 200-acre dream ranch.
“He put a great deal of his heart into
the project and the next day he handed it in to his teacher. Two days
later he received his paper back. On the front page was a large red F
with a note that read, `See me after class.’
“The boy with the dream went to see the teacher after class and asked, `Why did I receive an F?’
“The teacher said, `This is an
unrealistic dream for a young boy like you. You have no money. You come
from an itinerant family. You have no resources. Owning a horse ranch
requires a lot of money. You have to buy the land. You have to pay for
the original breeding stock and later you’ll have to pay large stud
fees. There’s no way you could ever do it.’ Then the teacher added, `If
you will rewrite this
paper with a more realistic goal, I will reconsider your grade.’
paper with a more realistic goal, I will reconsider your grade.’
“The boy went home and thought about it
long and hard. He asked his father what he should do. His father said,
`Look, son, you have to make up your own mind on this. However, I think
it is a very important decision for you.’ “Finally, after sitting with
it for a week, the boy turned in the same paper, making no changes at
all.
He stated, “You can keep the F and I’ll keep my dream.”
Monty then turned to the assembled group
and said, “I tell you this story because you are sitting in my
4,000-square-foot house in the middle of my 200-acre horse ranch. I
still have that school paper framed over the fireplace.” He added, “The
best part of the story is that two summers ago that same schoolteacher
brought 30 kids to camp out on my ranch for a week.” When the teacher
was leaving, he said, “Look, Monty, I can tell you this now. When I was
your teacher, I was something of a dream stealer. During those years I
stole a lot of kids’ dreams. Fortunately you had enough gumption not to
give up on yours.”
Moral: Don’t let anyone steal your dreams. Follow your heart, no matter what. No Dream is too big or too small when one works hard to live it. One should always try making dreams come true no matter what.
Source: http://www.moralstories.org
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