The problem
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One day, the Grand Master of all the students gathered to elect his assistant.
"We I submit a problem, "said the Master.
" Who will fix my right arm. "
said, fastening a table in the center of the room and put on the table a valuable porcelain vase decorated with fine gold roses.
" This is the problem. Fix this. "The disciples contemplated
perplexing" problem. "
a porcelain vase was inimitable: he admired the rare designs, freshness and elegance of roses.
" represent? What was the riddle? What should he do? "They asked.
Time passed and no one dared do anything except cover the" problem ".
At one point, one of his disciples got up, looked at the Master and his companions, then walked resolutely to the vase and threw him to the ground, shattering.
"Finally someone did that!" exclaimed the Grand Master. "I began to doubt the training I gave you all these years."
Then he turned to the boy: "Will you be my assistant."
While the young return to his post, the Master said: "I have been clear.
I told you this was a problem. No matter how beautiful and charming, a problem must be eliminated."
There is only one way to solve a problem, deal with it.
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