Living each day much muchier
I remember a story from an old church fete book.
A little boy wished he could have adventures. Adventures were daring and fun and he knew he’d be such a hero.
One day on the way home from school, he cut through a field to avoid a gypsy woman. He was chased by a bull and, petrified for his life, he jumped through a briar hedge and tumbled into a ditch. He arrived home late, feeling very sorry for himself.
The little boy kept dreaming that one day he’d have an adventure. He’d be such a hero but for some reason, it never seemed to happen.
Adventures are everywhere, every day. See them for what they are and rise to the challenge!
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