I
have a friend named Monty Roberts who owns a horse ranch in San Ysidro. He has
let me use his house to put on fund-raising events to raise money for youth at
risk programs.
The
last time I was there he introduced me by saying, “I want to tell you why I let
Jack use my house. It all goes back to a story about a young man who was the
son of an itinerant horse trainer who would go from stable to stable, race
track to race track, farm to farm and ranch to ranch, training horses. As a
result the boy’s high school career was continually interrupted. When he was a
senior, he was asked to write a paper about what he wanted to be and do when he
grew up.
That
night he wrote a seven-page paper, describing his goal of some day owning a
horse ranch. He wrote about his dream in great detail and he even drew a
diagram of a 200-acre ranch, showing the location of all the buildings, the
stables and the track. Then he drew a detailed floor plan for a 4,000
square-foot house that would sit on the 200-acre dream ranch.
He
put a great deal of his heart into the project and the next day he handed it in
to his teacher. Two days later he received his paper back. On the front page
was a large red ‘F’ with a note that read, “see me after class.”
The
boy with the dream went to see the teacher after class and asked, ‘Why did I
receive an ‘F’?”
The
teacher said, “This is an unrealistic dream for a young boy like you. You have
no resources. Owning a horse ranch requires a lot of money. You have to buy the
land. You have to pay for the original breeding stock and land. You have to pay
for the original breeding stock and later you will have to pay large stud fees.
There is no way you could ever do it”.
Then
the teacher added, “If you will rewrite this paper with a more realistic goal,
I will reconsider your grade.”
The
boy went home and thought about it long and hard. He asked his father what he should
do.
His
father said, Look, son you have to make up your mind on this. However, I think
it is a very important decision for you.
Finally,
after sitting with it for a week, the boy turned in the same paper, not making
any changes at all to his paper.
He
stated, “You can deep the F and I’ll keep my dream”.
Monty
then turned to the assembled group and said, “I tell you this story because you
are sitting in my 4,000-square-foot house in the middle of my 200-acre horse
ranch. I still have that school paper framed over the fire-place, he added. The
best part of the story is that two summers ago that same school teacher brought
30 kids to camp out on my ranch for a week.
When
the teacher was leaving he said, “Look Monty, I can tell you this now. When I
was your teacher, I was something of a DREAM STEALER. During those years I
stole a lot of kids’ dreams. Fortunately you had enough guts, courage, belief
and persistence to FOLLOW YOUR DREAM”.
The
key to this story is, do not let anyone steal your dreams, just follow your
heart no matter what after all it is your dream.
Now
if this true story does not stir up anything in you then you need to check,
what am I made of. Remember to dream lofty dreams it does not cost you
anything.
Courtsey : Jack
Canfield
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