Once upon a time in a village in far away China, a boy got a horse as a gift on his 14th birthday. All the villagers said, “Wow, that’s great.”
But the Zen master said, “We shall see.”
Some months later as the young boy rode up the hill, he fell down and broke his leg. All the villagers said, “That’s terrible.”
“We shall see,” smiled the Zen master.
A few years later all the young men in the village had to go to war. But because the young boy had bent his leg, he couldn’t go. All the villagers said, “This fellow is lucky.”
“We shall see,” replied the Zen master.
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