He too, annoyed by the arguments, stopped and spoke to the group. Then passed a wise man from a neighboring village. The villagers gave up, deciding the discussion would continue for eternity. What the villagers thought would end the arguments only escalated them, and the blind men began fighting over what an elephant was again. The sixth touched one of the elephant’s legs. “No, clearly the elephant is like a spear. Elephants are like a rope.”īy now, they were growing even more frustrated. The fourth, feeling his tail said “No, no. The third touched his ear, sharing “Elephants are like a banana leaf.” Scoffing, he said “No, elephants are like a snake!” One touched his side: Screaming, he proclaimed “Elephants are like a smooth big wall!”Īnother touched his trunk. Surely it must be a giant! The villagers quickly became tired of all the pointless arguing, so they decided to bring an elephant to the men.Įxcited to learn who was right, the blind men wondered up, each touching the elephant. The blind men argued day and night about what it must look like. An animal so powerful it could trample forests with a trumpet like roar that strikes fear into young and old. In a small village, 6 blind men were constantly fighting. The following is a shortened interpretation of an eastern parable brought to life in John Godfrey Saxe's version It was the third time I had heard the story in as many months, and it's gravity continued to hit me hard.
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