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The story is told of a woman who bought a parrot to keep her company, but she returned it the next day. *“This bird doesn't talk,”* she told the owner. *”Does he have a mirror in his cage?”* he asked. *“Parrots love mirrors. They see their reflection and start a conversation.”* The woman bought a mirror and left. The next day she returned; the bird still wasn't talking. *"How about a ladder? Parrots love ladders.The happy parrot is a talkative parrot.”* The woman bought a ladder and left. But the next day, she was back. *“Does your parrot have a swing? No? Well, that’s the problem. Once he starts swinging, he’ll talk up a storm.”* The woman reluctantly bought a swing and left. When she walked into the store the next day, her countenance had changed. *“The parrot died,”* she said. The pet store owner was shocked. *“I’m so sorry. Tell me, did he ever say anything?”* he asked. *“Yes, right before it died,”* the woman replied. *“In a weak voice, it asked me, ‘Don’t they sell any food at that pet store?’"* Sometimes we forget what’s really important in life. We get so caught up in things that are good while neglecting the things that are truly necessary. Take a moment to do a *“priority check”, and strive for what is most* important today. *Don’t wait for the parrot to die...!!* |
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