There once was an old man who walked out to the beach after a storm. He watched as the waves crashed on the mostly deserted beach and listened as the gulls flew overhead. He noticed that the storm had driven thousands of starfish onto the beach and there, in the midst of them, was a young boy, who reached down, grabbed a starfish, and placed it back into the water.
He continued watching this curiosity for another twenty minutes, then decided to walk over and talk to the boy.
“Boy, what are you doing?” he said. Continue reading My Starfish