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WHEN NURSERY RHYMES GREW UP: Baa Baa Black Sheep
<h1><strong><br/></strong></h1><h1><strong>Baa Baa Black Sheep</strong></h1><p><br/></p><p>They called him <strong>Black Sheep</strong> long before he understood what the name meant.</p><p><br/></p><p>Not because he was troublesome.</p><p><br/></p><p>But because he was <strong>different</strong>.</p><p><br/></p><p>While others complained, he worked.</p><p>While others partied, he learned.</p><p>While others waited, he built.</p><p><br/></p><p>By thirty, Black Sheep had become the one everyone quietly depended on.</p><p><br/></p><p>The friend who always “had something small.”</p><p>The cousin who could “sort it out.”</p><p>The guy who “knew somebody.”</p><p><br/></p><p>He didn’t just have wool.</p><p><br/></p><p>He had access.</p><p>Energy.</p><p>Solutions.</p><p>Money.</p><p><br/></p><p>And people noticed.</p><p><br/></p><p>First came the master.</p><p><br/></p><p>Not a man with a cane…</p><p>but institutions, contracts, executives, systems.</p><p><br/></p><p>They praised Black Sheep.</p><p>Gave him titles.</p><p>Gave him targets.</p><p>Gave him more work than protection.</p><p><br/></p><p>Every season, they collected their bags of wool.</p><p><br/></p><p>And Black Sheep kept producing.</p><p><br/></p><p>Then came the dame.</p><p><br/></p><p>Family.</p><p>Friends.</p><p>Relationships.</p><p>Social obligations.</p><p><br/></p><p>School fees here.</p><p>Business idea there.</p><p>Emergency everywhere.</p><p><br/></p><p>They never doubted he had wool.</p><p><br/></p><p>They only asked how soon he could cut it.</p><p><br/></p><p>And Black Sheep kept giving.</p><p><br/></p><p>Then came the little boy.</p><p><br/></p><p>Not always a child.</p><p><br/></p><p>Sometimes it was the younger version of himself.</p><p><br/></p><p>The dreamer.</p><p>The builder.</p><p>The tired one.</p><p><br/></p><p>The one who needed rest.</p><p>The one who needed growth.</p><p>The one who needed healing.</p><p><br/></p><p>But there was never any wool left for him.</p><p><br/></p><p>Because by the time the master finished collecting…</p><p>and the dame finished requesting…</p><p><br/></p><p>Black Sheep was empty.</p><p><br/></p><p>One day, he didn’t collapse.</p><p><br/></p><p>He just stopped.</p><p><br/></p><p>Messages unread.</p><p>Calls missed.</p><p>Invitations ignored.</p><p><br/></p><p>And for the first time, people were not worried about him.</p><p><br/></p><p>They were worried about what he provided.</p><p><br/></p><p>“Is he okay?” quickly became,</p><p>“Who will handle it now?”</p><p><br/></p><p>Baa baa, Black Sheep, have you any wool?</p><p><br/></p><p>He finally had an honest answer.</p><p><br/></p><p>No sir.</p><p>No ma’am.</p><p>Not anymore.</p><p><br/></p><h3>---<br/><strong>TwoCents Reflection</strong></h3><p><br/></p><blockquote>Not everyone who praises you cares about you.<br/>Some people only care about what comes out of you.<br/>Being reliable is powerful.<br/>Being endlessly available is dangerous.<br/>If you don’t protect your wool,<br/>you will spend your life warming others…<br/>while freezing yourself.</blockquote>
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