The Cracked Pot

Once upon a time in a village in India, there was a man who carried water from a stream to his master's house every day. He used a long stick across his neck with two large pots hanging from each end.

One of the pots was perfect and always delivered a full pot of water. The other pot had a crack in it. By the time they reached the house, it would only be half full. This happened every day for two years.

The perfect pot was proud of its work. But the cracked pot was ashamed. It felt like it was failing, doing only half the job it was supposed to do.

One day, by the stream, the cracked pot spoke to the man.
"I'm so sorry," it said. "Because of this crack, I lose water on the way, and you've been getting only half the amount from me. I've been useless all this time."

The man smiled kindly.
"Let me show you something on our way back," he said.

As they walked home, the cracked pot noticed beautiful flowers growing along one side of the path — its side. The other side was bare.

"Did you see the flowers?" the man asked.
"I planted seeds on your side of the path because I knew about your crack. Every day, you watered them without even knowing. For two years, I’ve picked those flowers to decorate my master’s table. Without your crack, there would be no flowers."

Moral:

Everyone has their own flaws, but even our imperfections can be used for something good. You may not see it right away, but you're making a difference just by being you.

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