One Bad Apple

Once upon a time there lived an apple farmer. 

He was very good at growing apples and it gave him great satisfaction to see all his hard work over the year come to fruitful with a glorious harvest.

One day as he went for a walk, he notices something out of place.

There’s one bad apple sitting high up on his most prized bountiful tree.

“If that one bad apple were to spread to the rest of the apples and then the rest of the field my whole crop will be spoilt” he says to himself

 “I must do something, but what?”

He goes to the tractor shed to fetch a long pole. “That way I can poke it out the tree and stop the problem” He says to himself.

Try as he might the long pole just isn’t quite long enough and in an attempt to get that one bad apple a few goods ones are knock to the floor.

This is not a good idea” he says to himself “I need a better idea”

It’s once again back to the tractor shed, this time for a catapult. 

“That way I can shoot the one bad apple off it’s branch and my problem will be solved” he says to himself.

Try as he might, our farmers aim isn’t so good and he can’t hit that one bad apple to save his life. 

In all the badly aimed and missed attempts a few good apples are also knocked to the floor.

“This also not good” he thinks to himself “a better solution is needed.

Once again back to the tractor shed, this time the plan is to shake the tree so that one bad apple may fall to the ground 

solving the problem once and for all.

Try as he might no matter how hard the farmer shakes the tree that one bad apple just won’t budge.

And in all his attempts a few good apples are shaken loose and fall to the ground.

A few more days pass and the farmer is now obsessed with that one bad apple sitting at the top of the tree.

With one final plan of attack the farmer arms himself with a chainsaw, if he can’t poke it out, shoot it out, or shake it out of the tree then he’s going to cut off the branch. That way he is sure he will rid himself of that one bad apple.

The farmer arrives at his prized apple tree and notices something for the first time. 

With all his concentration and days being taken up with that one bad apple, he had knocked, shaken and poked all the other apples to the ground where they now lay rotting. 

In an attempt to stop that one bad apple spreading to the rest, he had forgotten to notice all the other wonderful apples that had ripened on his prized apple tree.

Moral:

Some times we spend lots of time correcting our mistakes and the past instead focusing better things in our life. Better we stop focusing on bad people, bad behavior's, bad things and bad happenings.