Optimism, Realism, Workism.

Ten Days in the Life of a Vipassana Boy

A long time ago in India, there was a woman with three sons. One day she gave her first son 20 rupees and sent him to the market to buy some cooking oil. On the way home, he tripped, fell and dropped the bottle of oil, spilling half out onto the dirt path. He ran home crying, “Boo-hoo Mummy, I fell and look, I lost half of the cooking oil. Isn’t that terrible!”

The Pessimist.

Next time she sent her second son, again with a 20-rupee note to fill her oil bottle, and what do you know? On the