Little Hands, Little Feet

An anthropologist put a basket full of fruit near a tree and told the children of an African tribe that whoever got there first won the sweet fruits. When he told them to run, they all took each others hands and ran together, then sat together enjoying their treats. When he asked them why they had run like that when one could have had all the fruits for himself they said, "Ubuntu, how can one of us be happy if all the other ones are sad?" Ubuntu in the Xhosa culture means "I am because we are."

How amazing is that? Little children grasp a concept we adults tend to forget. Who knew that we can learn such powerful lessons from those years younger than us and with significantly less experience?