Small Chances
One day a man who was very hungry and tired was walking to the North Pole to the South Pole. Finally he got very tired so he sat down to rest on a rock. Suddenly, a bird hit a nearby tree and fell down, dead. Feeling blessed, he spoke a thanks to the Viking gods (he was a Viking) and sat down to eat the bird. “I will stay here and live on birds that hit trees,” he said. So he waited and waited for a bird to hit that tree. He waited until he was a million years old, and then died. His gravestone said: “I’m waiting”. Moral: never depend on a small chance. (Example: Don’t buy lottery tickets with your money).
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