There is an old Scottish legend, a
story of two lumberjacks. Both men were skilled woodsmen although the
first was much bigger and stronger, wielding a powerful axe. He was
known far and wide for his ability to clear a forest.
In spite of his size, the
second woodsman’s fame was spreading for his skill was in his
accuracy. There was very little waste in his efforts so his customers
ended up with a better product for their money. Soon the word spread that his
work was even better than his larger competition!
Upon hearing this, the larger
man became concerned. He wondered, “How could this be? I am so
much bigger that I MUST be better!” He proposed that the two compete with a
full day of chopping trees to see who was more productive. The winner
would be declared “The Greatest Lumberjack in Scotland.” The smaller man
agreed.
The next day, the entire village
showed up to cheer on the lumberjacks. The first woodsman, strong and tough,
leaped into action. He chopped forcefully and continuously without
stopping knowing that every tree he cut down brought him closer to his sought-after
title.
The second lumberjack jumped into
action as well, attacking his trees with every intention of winning
the illustrious title. But unlike his larger competitor, this
small man stopped every couple of hours and disappeared for a while into
the woods. Then he would return and get
back to work.
The villagers all whispered among
themselves. Surely, he could never win if he didn’t work longer and
harder than his competitor. His friends pleaded with him to
increase his speed, to work harder but to no avail. This pattern
continued until the end of the day when both men heard the judge yell “Time’s up!”
The larger man stood, winded and
exhausted, but proudly by his pile of trees knowing he had given his
best. Surely, he was the winner! The smaller woodsman also stood by
his pile of trees though, unlike his competitor, the smaller man was
still fresh, ready to continue if necessary.
When all the trees were counted, it
was announced that the second woodsman had indeed cut more trees and had won
the title of “The Greatest Lumberjack in Scotland!”
The larger man, confused
and deflated, reluctantly congratulated the small lumberjack. While he shook his hand, he asked him, “How
did you beat me? You weren’t even
cutting trees half the time I was. Where
did you go and what were you doing?”
“I was sharpening my
axe.”