Island people have a saying: “Nowhere is an island.”
Visitors are puzzled when they hear this spoken. After all, they’ve spent much
time and money just to reach this paradise in the middle of an ocean.
Calvin was such a one. He went without for fifty weeks just
to have his two upon that isle. So when he breathlessly disembarked only to be
greeted by an islander conveying this saying, he strongly begged to differ.
The islander just smiled and said, “It makes no difference,”
and danced lightly off to greet another. A recent transplant to the island
seeing Calvin’s being at variance stopped to offer a more comprehensive reception: “No
matter how you slice it, there never is division.”
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