Once to write the writings of intellectuals there was a man going to the ocean coast . Take a walk on the beach before starting work though . When you look down the beach one day walking on the beach dance moves like a man who has seen the image . The day started thinking that might be one dancing smiled and accelerated steps to catch up with him . This is a young man approached and saw that dance . Running a few steps , taking something from the floor and throws him to the ocean if gently .
Called out in a little closer :
" Good morning. How are you doing ?"
The young man stopped , raised his head and answered:
" I'm throwing yıldyz Ocean sea . "
"I think he should have asked the wise man said ... Why are you throwing starfish into the ocean ?"
"The sun rose and the water is drawn already . Going to die unless you take them in the water . "
" But do not you see that young man has miles and miles of beach and thoroughly filled with sea stars . Anything it does not matter ! "
The young man listened politely , bowing takes place more than a starfish and threw it into the sea rippling .
"For this we noticed. "
This answer does not know what to say astonished wise . Turned back , standing at the head of the letter went to the bench . During the day trying to write something in the young man's image did not go out of your sight . He tried to keep that in mind , not of a kind . Finally , towards the evening , noticed , it could not grasp the essence of the youth's behavior . Because this young man is doing real ; be an observer in the universe and not observing what is happening in the universe to be a player and understand that you choose to make a difference and embarrassed . That night I slept in distress . In the morning, woke up knowing that you should do something . Sailed out of bed , dressed , down to the beach and have found that young . And all spent the morning throwing starfish into the ocean with him .
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