While we wait.
A rough storm came up one night and left a sandy beach strewn with starfish.
The next morning, a child walked along the shore, stopping every few
feet to pick up a starfish and fling it out into the sea.
An old man watching the child finally shouted at him, "Why bother,
son? There are too many starfish to make a difference."
With that, the boy picked up another starfish and looked at it
intently before heaving it out into the sea. Then turning to the old
man he said...
"It makes a difference to this one."
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