kmsxx* posted a quote
October 10, 2013 12:52am UTC
An old Cherokee told his grandson-"My son, there is battle between two wolves inside us all. One is evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, inferiority, lie and ego. The other is good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy and truth." The boy thought about it, and asked- "Grandfather, which wolf wins?" The old man quietly replied- "The one you feed."
So my Language Arts teacher gave us this poem to read: Ten Little Indians Ten little Indian boys went out to dine; One choked his little self and then there were nine. Nine little Indian boys sat up very late; One overslept himself and then there were eight. Eight little Indian boys traveling in Devon; One said he’d stay there and then there were seven. Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks; One chopped himself in halves and then there were six. Six little Indian boys playing with a hive; A bumblebee stung one and then there were five. Five little Indian boys going in for law; One got in Chancery and then there were four. Four little Indian boys going out to sea; A red herring swallowed one and then there were three. Three little Indian boys walking in the Zoo; A big bear hugged one and then there were two. Two little Indian boys sitting in the sun; On got frizzled up and then there was one. One little Indian boy left all alone; He went and hanged himself and then there were none. ... Like, what the actual f*ck
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