The coal miner.
There was once a boy named Ken. He was a coal miner.
He started a new job, working in a coal mine in a very rural place, which was known for producing very low quality coal. The mine had just opened, and was doing things very differently. They had a very different way of digging which by all appearances produced much higher quality coal.
Ken worked there for four years, getting to understand this new method of digging. He developed and learned new digging practices and refined them. Eventually the day came where Ken decided he needed to move to a bigger city. He needed to go somewhere that he could meet some more people, and have more to his life than just coal digging.
He had heard of this coal mine in a big city on the other side of the world who was doing similar things to what the rural mine had been doing. It too was developing similar ways of mining coal and he thought he could go and contribute to what was being done there, maybe teach some things, maybe learn some new ways of doing things. The coal was also very different there, and he knew it would be a completely different challenge, and one that he was very excited about.
When he got there, he started to do what he had always done, he started to mine the coal in the way he had been doing it for the last 4 years, the way he knew worked, the way he loved, and the way he thought the coal mine in the big city was operating.
The new coal mine didn't understand what he was doing. They took one look and said that it was different, that you don't mine coal like that, and that he was just going to destroy all the coal by doing it that way. They told him to change, they told him to mine coal just like everyone else, and that the last coal mine he had been at obviously didn't know how to mine coal very well.
Ken was sad. He had travelled across the world to mine coal in the way he loved, and it turned out that he had chosen the wrong path. He didn't want to mine the coal in the same old way, he knew that the new methods of coal mining were sweeping the country, and he wanted to be a part of that movement.
Mining coal was his life, and he knew that if he stayed at this coal mine, he would be in serious danger of losing the love of what he did, but he was also in danger of losing the ability to mine anymore. He had to leave.
He now wanders the streets in search of a coal mine that will let him innovate with digging, who will let him explore ways to get the best coal out of the ground.
However he misses the coal at the last coal mine dearly.
He started a new job, working in a coal mine in a very rural place, which was known for producing very low quality coal. The mine had just opened, and was doing things very differently. They had a very different way of digging which by all appearances produced much higher quality coal.
Ken worked there for four years, getting to understand this new method of digging. He developed and learned new digging practices and refined them. Eventually the day came where Ken decided he needed to move to a bigger city. He needed to go somewhere that he could meet some more people, and have more to his life than just coal digging.
He had heard of this coal mine in a big city on the other side of the world who was doing similar things to what the rural mine had been doing. It too was developing similar ways of mining coal and he thought he could go and contribute to what was being done there, maybe teach some things, maybe learn some new ways of doing things. The coal was also very different there, and he knew it would be a completely different challenge, and one that he was very excited about.
When he got there, he started to do what he had always done, he started to mine the coal in the way he had been doing it for the last 4 years, the way he knew worked, the way he loved, and the way he thought the coal mine in the big city was operating.
The new coal mine didn't understand what he was doing. They took one look and said that it was different, that you don't mine coal like that, and that he was just going to destroy all the coal by doing it that way. They told him to change, they told him to mine coal just like everyone else, and that the last coal mine he had been at obviously didn't know how to mine coal very well.
Ken was sad. He had travelled across the world to mine coal in the way he loved, and it turned out that he had chosen the wrong path. He didn't want to mine the coal in the same old way, he knew that the new methods of coal mining were sweeping the country, and he wanted to be a part of that movement.
Mining coal was his life, and he knew that if he stayed at this coal mine, he would be in serious danger of losing the love of what he did, but he was also in danger of losing the ability to mine anymore. He had to leave.
He now wanders the streets in search of a coal mine that will let him innovate with digging, who will let him explore ways to get the best coal out of the ground.
However he misses the coal at the last coal mine dearly.
I hope Ken finds a coal mine that is ready for his innovative mining techniques and enthusiasm.
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