--There was an old man who had one son and one horse, both of whom he valued highly. One day the horse ran away and his neighbors came over to console him. 'Oh what great misfortune,' they said, 'your horse is gone! How will you ever afford to get another?' The old man sat and only said 'We shall see.' Then, a few days later, the horse came back, accompanied by several wild horses, tripling his herd. Again the neighbors visited, this time to congratulate the old man on his great luck. Again, he merely sat and said, 'We shall see.' A short time later, his son was thrown from one of the wild horses and broke his legs in serveral places. The neighbors all arrived, calling out, "Ah great misfortune, your son will never walk again!' but again the old man merely sat quietly in front of his house and said, 'We shall see.' A short time after that, the army came to the village, rounding up all the young men to press them into service and send them to the battlefront far away in the frozen north. But with his crippled leg the old man's son was left behind. A few weeks later, the word was out that all the young men taken from that village by that army, died in combat.--
I know there are some grammar/spelling errors, I made it when I got up this morning.
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