What Do You Teach To A Man?

                Ever heard of the saying of give a man a fish he eats for a day, teach a man to fish, he’ll eat everyday. More or less. I can’t quite remember. Anyways, what happen to that man? Does he eat fish till he dies? What happens if he grew bored of fish? What happens then? So here’s the continuation of the age old prologue that we have cone to use as a saying in our daily lives.

                The Man was a traveller who came from a village of farmers. For years, the man has eaten grain, JUST grain. One day he decided to travel and met a man who lived near a bench. Hence he learned how to eat fish and fish for fish and ONLY fish. After a few months, the Man decided to pursue his travels elsewhere. Soon, he crossed a desert and endured its harsh dry mornings and bone-shivering nights. Soon, he has reached a Savannah-like plateau.

                There, neither rivers nor water source were found; only underwater source. No fish were able to fish. So how was the man to eat? Starving, the man met a Nomad. There he learned how to hunt. Equipped with a spear and the knowledge of making fire, the Man ate meat. JUST meat. Never had he known that meat tasted good. After several years with the nomad, he bid adieu to him and went on his way.

                He then reached an oasis, where he settled down and got married. There he returned his grain eating ways as hunting was a time consuming activity, fishing is impossible, the oasis is far away from the ocean. After a decade, the wife died, the children went their ways. The man, now old but fit started to travel.

                He eventually stopped at a beach where he brought along his hunting spear. Flustered and frustrated, the man thought there was no meat to hunt so why bother bringing a spear? Suddenly, the man saw an odd creature, to us a Horseshoe Crab the size of large dinner plate, not the KFC Dinner Plate. Without thinking, he speared the crab, cooked it on the fire he just ignited. Satisfied the man kept some for tomorrow and slept. The next day, the man decided to cook grain and add a few roots he found near the forest before he went to the beach. Then the man inserted the crabmeat from yesterday and ate a hearty meal. Never had he had something great. It was just fish or just meat or just grain when he was young. Now it’s all of them in one meal. Satisfied, the man went on his way, travelling, evolving his cooking and pallet until Death invited him to his final travelling destination.

Always, LEARN new things. PRACTICE those new skills but NEVER forget the OLD knowledge. MIX the OLD and the NEW and you get a plethora of fusion skills that even you or I would never knew we could acquire.