Posted on | June 16, 2011 | No Comments
It is discussed a lot lately; it is a feeling which is becoming fashionable again, after being left in oblivion for so long. I am talking of course about humility. “Oh”, you’ll say, “this is soooo first millennium!” I would tend to agree with you but as I’ve never backed away from a challenge, I decided to hop in and try this new trend in order to share my discoveries with you.
The rainy days and the hazards of daily life have recently allowed the grass on my lawn to grow far beyond the usually tolerated limits of suburban civility. While I can definitely live in spite of my neighbour’s discomfort, when the antelopes and zebras begin to complain about the predators ambushed in the savannah, I have no other choice but to turn into a honest citizen and bring this jungle back into control.
Moved only by good intentions, I walked purposefully towards the shed – locked of course. I turned back to get my key but, lo and behold, it is nowhere in sight! I go through all the usual places, to no avail: the key remains hidden. In a state of panic bordering on total despair, I have no choice but to do a total clean-up of my house. Even my kids have to join in, to their great displeasure.
Time flows by and nothing changes – this key stubbornly refuses to reveal itself. The dishes are cleaned, the laundry has been turned upside down, folded and put away, and everything is in its proper place, except for my key. Drawing dangerously close to sunset, I have no other recourse than this ultimate gesture: armed with a hammer and screwdriver, I tear off the lock from the shed’s door! One of the last few rays from the setting sun casts a faint glimmer on an almost out-of-reach shelf: that’s it, I’ve found my key!
A flash of blue and red light tears my away from this triumphant joy! It appears that a slightly paranoid gesture has warned the police, and they are ready to arrest me. My offspring are in tears, worried about the fate of their father in jail, but this does not soften the cops’ resolve – they definitely want to see me behind bars. You can imagine the confusion!
Ok, maybe this last paragraph is slightly made up… Nevertheless today, as I sit contemplating screwdrivers, spare screws and other tools, I can confirm one thing: humility isn’t really worth it. It belongs to the past, and it is time to move on…