A water bearer worked for a merchant who lived on the top of a hill every day he had to the walk down the hill to collect water from a stream of he would place it in two pots which he hung on each end of the a pole and carried in over his shoulders one of the pots was perfect and always delivered a full portion of the water at the end of the long walk the other pot had a crack and would always arrive half full
The perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments whilst the poor cracked pot was ashamed of his own imperfection
One day the cracked pot spoke to the water bearer i feel like I have been such a burden to you this crack on my side has made me useless i end up spilling half the water and I feed so ashamed he said
The water bearer smiled and quietly said as we return to the merchant house today I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path
All long his side of the path to the pot noticed a beautiful blaze was of colourful flowers while the other side was still dry
As they reached was the top of the hill the water bearer said I have always known about your crack and took advantage of it by planting seeds that you watered everyday and now look at these beautiful flowers along the way without you being Just The Way you are the path would never have had such beauty the cracked port was the overjoyed he understood that the very thing he thought to be his flaw turned out to be a blessings of for the flowers was along the path.