One recalls the story that had been circulating the internet for the better part of the past decade:
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.
Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.
In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.
Turning to her daughter, she asked, “Tell me what do you see?”
“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.
She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. She then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma.
The daughter then asked. “What does it mean, mother?”
Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity—boiling water—but each reacted differently.
The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.
The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.
The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water.
“Which are you?” she asked her daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?”
They completely forgotten about the tea leaves, of course, which not only changes the water, but also retains its form, and depending on what quality of leaves you are using, may still be good for brewing another pot.
Tea – 1; Coffee – 0.
I’ve always been more of a tea person than anything else. Morning beverage? Tea. Something to wash down lunch? Tea. What to have after dinner? Usually water, but tea is also great. The first time I tasted coffee, I felt terribly betrayed by it. How could something that smells so nice taste so bitter? And how on earth does drinking something make you feel even thirstier after?
I stuck with tea, only turning to coffee when I desperately needed that caffeine kick.
It’s a habit that has stuck with me. Even now that I’m transitioning into the workforce, I have tea in the morning with breakfast, and I sip on tea while I work. The only thing that probably shouldn’t have brought with me into the working life is how I like to have tea for supper.
Yesterday night, I was out with friends just to chat and pass the time. I should have known better, of course, because the place that we went to uses a particular type of tea that is stronger on the caffeine than usual. I didn’t think much of it though, and it was at 1A.M., as I laid awake in bed with my mind buzzing, that I realized what a terrible mistake I’ve made.
(I was half-dreaming that I was reading Mr. King’s The Dark Tower in the dark. I woke up and realized that it was exactly what I had been doing before I slept – except the “in the dark” part. My mind was like a child on a tantrum, refusing to step foot into the world of dreams, no matter how hard I tugged at it to follow)
Which ended up with me playing Borderlands 2 until 4A.M., which was when my concerned parents came down, and in not so many words, told me to get to my room and sleep before I caused any accidents on the way to work.
Which is how it came to be that I arrived at work today, operating on only 3 hours of sleep.
(not like I need any more brain power to process the work that I do here. Ha ha, I say. Ha ha!)