Every day, a man used to carry water to his village in two jugs with two bamboo heads on his shoulders. One of the two pitchers was very old, with holes in several parts of the body. Half of the water in this jug would fall on the road to bring home. Kalsita was good, he is very happy to be able to do his job properly! But the other caller is always embarrassed. One day, when the lake was about to fetch water, the old man, Kolsita, said in a shy manner, "You have nothing to do with me. It is so hard to bring the water, half of it falls into it and is wasted. The rest is just useful. Laekta laughed and said, "On the way home today, take a look at the road." On the way back, I saw many broken flowers and plants on the way. Laketa said to him, “Do you see how beautiful the road towards you is? How did this happen? Guys Shane. On the way home with Taema, half of Taema's water fell so that it would not be wasted, so I planted saplings along the way. The water that fell from them is very useful to them, and mine too! I can feed my kids good vegetables, decorate the house with galap; And all this is possible for you! We think that our ability to work decreases with age, but why? We only gain something new by losing the previous qualities. Aging is only possible if you use them properly.
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Off course old age can never be a disability