Boy and Nettle
A Boy, while wandering through a field, was stung by a Nettle. He ran home quickly and told his Mother, saying,
“Although it hurts me very much, I only touched the nettle gently.“
The Mother, wisely said:
“That was just why it stung you. The next time you touch a Nettle, you must grasp it boldly. That way, it will be soft as silk to your hand, and not in the least hurt you.“
Whatever you do, do with all your might.
