Chapter 1
One summer afternoon, I was strolling across a wooden bridge when I noticed an old man fishing in the river below. Curious, I walked over to him and asked, 'Excuse me! How many fish have you caught so far?'
He looked up at me and replied softly; not many, just three,"
I asked him another question, aren't you feeling hot sitting in the strong sunlight?
He smiled and said, 'I've gotten used to it, and you can see that right now I'm sweating a lot, but I can handle it; it's normal for me.' Because if you are born in this world, it is necessary to do hard work every day, isn't it. We have to go through difficult situations, wheather it is small problems or big. I nodded carefully,
Understanding the value in his word.
I didn't say anything more after that, i simply continued on my way, as i walked off. I called out to him, have a great day ahead.
He gave a small wave, still fishing carefully under the sun.
