Wednesday, 24. June 2009, 20:06:08
> Worth Reading.............
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> A man is driving down the road and breaks down near a monastery. He goes to
> the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, My car broke down. Do you think
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> >The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, and even fix his car. As the
> man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound. The next morning, he asks
> the monks what the sound was, but they say, We can't tell you. You're not a
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> >The man is disappointed but thanks them anyway and goes about his merry way.
> Some yea! rs later, the same man breaks down in front of the same monastery.
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> >The monks again accept him, feed him, and even fix his car.
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> >That night, he hears the same strange noise that he had heard years earlier.
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> >The next morning, he asks what it is, but the monks reply, We can't tell you.
> You're not a monk.
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> >The man says, All right, all right. I'm dying to know. If the only way I can
> find out what that sound was, is to become a monk, how do I become a monk?
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> >The monks reply, You must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass
> there are and the exact number of sand pebbles. When you find these numbers,
> you will become a monk.
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> >The man sets about his task. Some forty-five years later, he returns and knocks
> on the door of the monastery. He says, I have traveled the earth and have
> found what you have asked for. There are 145,236,284,232 blades of grass and
> 231,281,219,999,129,382 sand pebbles on the earth.
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> > The monks reply, Congratulations. You are now a monk. We shall now show you
> the way to the sound.
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> > The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, The sound
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> >Th! e man reaches for the knob, but the door is locked. He says, Real funny. May
> I have the key?
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> >The monks give him the key, and he opens the door.
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> >Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone. The man demands the key to
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> >The monks give him the key, and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby.
> He demands another key from the monks, who provide it. Behind that door is
> another door, this one made of sapphire. So it went until the man had gone
> through doors of emerald,.....
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> >.......silver, topaz, and amethyst.
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> >Finally, the monks say, This is the last key to the last door.
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> >The man is relieved to no end. He unlocks the door, turns the knob, and behind
> that door he is amazed to find the source of that strange sound.
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> >. . . . But I can't tell you what it is because you're not a monk.
> Ha Ha Ha Ha.........
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> Regards,
> Philippe