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Topic: Weary (05/03/12)
TITLE: The Crea-ventor
By Sandra Hartman
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But he would never quit and never give up hoping that the next one would make it to fruition and realize all of its potential that he had carefully sketched within it. He had been committed to this task for centuries and he was determined to continue no matter the set backs he continually faced.
"Marvelous!" remarked a fellow who had stopped next to him.
"Yes," agreed the one standing next to him. "I can't wait to see this one working and performing as it is intended to do.I am sure that this time all of the other creations you have made will admire it too and be so glad you planned it this way and made it to perform in this manner."
An older gentleman standing on his right shook his head. You know they'll never apredciate this. They will throw it out in the trash just like all the others. Have you counted lately?"
"I know --54 million," sighed the Crea-ventor.
"An astronomical sum if you ask me," said the old man.
"But I have to try. This one could mean so much to them. It could change their lives in wonderful ways. They really need this one."
"THe are too defectie to realize it," said the old one. "They keep throwing away the best you send them. They will never appreciate what you have done here." He went away shaking his head sadly.
THe ohter two patted the Crea-ventor on the back,"You never know," they encouraged, "this one may get through. It may reach its full potential yet." But they had that fresh new hope of the young.
As they walked away the Crea-ventor put his head in his hands. Yes they had been rejecting a lot of his work of late. WHy did they not get it that they were his inventions and they should be happy to add a new and even better model to their ranks? It was for their benefit that he kept creating but they didn't get it. He was weary of all this trying and all this rejection. Maybe he should stop trying but then what would happen to the inventions he already had out there? In time they would all cease to exist. Without any to renew or replace the ranks of those that had falled into hopeless disrepair.
Weariness over came him as he stared at this masterpiece before him. Yes he could teel it was one of his best but he had to give it now into the hands of those imperfect, proud inventions that had come before and trust them to do
the right thing with it.
Some knew the right thing to do that was certain. Some could be entrusted with it but others? He didn't have the luxury of being htat selective; besides there was great potential in the more imperfect ones. It was his job to hand out these new inventions to whomever was next in line didn't matter if they were wise or foolish. Good or bad that was never the point. The inventions could seak--would speak for itsself once it was in ful working order. It didn't matter if it belonge din a family of uncaring foolish ones or a wise family. THis one would do what he had made it to do regardless of the circumstances they just had to give it a chance.
He rose with tears in his eye, a feeling of deep weariness weigfhin on his shoulders, and finger pised in the air he said word of hope and blessing and then he pressed SEnd
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