Once there was a successful fisherman in a remote village. At that time, no one else knew how to fish. Consequently, there was no danger of him losing his job. He was the only one with “fish stories” to tell. It didn’t matter how small his catch was. It was always the best catch of the week.
He was the hero of the village, because he was the only one.
However, as time went on, the fisherman felt lonely. He missed his wife, and his kids hardly knew him. Everyone depended on him to provide fish for the village, so much that he was always out in his boat, no matter how bad the weather. Whenever he was sick in bed from being out in the boat so long, he would always have to work even harder to catch up afterwards.
Finally, the master fisherman could stand it no longer. He chose several young men and brought them out on the boat with him. It was a struggle, but he paid for their fishing rods and nets and other essential equipment. Then he taught them everything he knew about fishing. He didn’t hold anything back.
No longer lonely
His students were quickly able to pay him back for the fishing rods and nets from the profits they were able to earn from their new skill. And from that day on, though newcomers to the village didn’t know his name, the master fisherman was never without friends. Everyone who could fish, and their relatives, would remember the day that he sat beside them in his boat, teaching them the secrets of the deep.