Popa Ron and Haylen were practicing their walking on the long, sandy driveway. The clean, crisp, mountain air whisked about the golden Larches, trimming old branches and spraying needles in every direction.Each step Haylen took was an adventure and a new experience. It was his World … and it was only three years old.
Our little explorer looked up from his feet as he neared the the end of the driveway. “Beaver House!”, he piped, pointing at the field to the right of him. Popa Ron looked in the direction of Haylen’s discovery and saw a pile of splintered Cedar slash – left over from last November’s timber milling. Popa Ron did not see a Beaver House.
Haylen continued exploring. Everything was fresh, new, and exciting. He had seen a Beaver House. Popa Ron had to settle for an unkempt pile of slash.
Lesson learned … when you see things, see them as if you are seeing them for the first time.
Lesson applied … when you teach a lesson, teach it with the excitement of a Beaver House … not a slash pile.