Once upon a time, in a quiet little town, there lived a strange man named Everett Ayscough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He had been born with a peculiar condition: to him, the world was an endless, bright darkness. During the day, he could see absolutely nothing; neither the sun, the trees, the neighbours nor his own hands in front of his face. But when night came, something extraordinary happened. As the sky grew darker, his eyes grew stronger. Under the deepest night, when other people were left in pitch darkness, Everett could see perfectly. He could walk through a forest without a hand torch, read a book beneath the stars and find his way home by the faintest glow of the heavens.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The townspeople thought him strange. Some pitied him. Others laughed at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But Everett did not consider himself unlucky. He believed that every weakness hid a secret gift. Then one evening, when the moon was full, Everett discovered a new problem. He stepped outside and looked towards the sky. The moment he saw the bright full moon, he covered his eyes. It was too bright. The moonlight, which was beautiful to everyone else, was painful to Everett. It blinded him almost as completely as the sun blinded any normal passer-by.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For several months, Everett stayed indoors whenever the moon was full. Then, one night, an idea came to him. He rushed to his workshop and began experimenting. He cut pieces of dark glass, polished lenses and tested different materials. He worked night after night until, at last, he created a strange pair of spectacles.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He called them moonglasses<\/strong>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n When Everett put them on beneath the full moon, the painful brightness disappeared. For the first time, he could see the moon without being blinded by it. Everett was delighted. He imagined millions of people wearing his new invention. He imagined shops displaying moonglasses in their windows. He imagined people travelling from distant lands to buy them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then another thought entered his mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2018If one day,\u2019<\/em> he thought, \u2018all humans will be like me, then I shall become rich with my invention.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n He saw many billions flying before his greedy eyes. From that day onwards, Everett worked tirelessly to perfect his moonglasses.<\/p>\n\n\n\n He had only one thing left to do. He needed to register his invention at the patent office.<\/p>\n\n\n\n One bright morning, Everett meticulously placed the moonglasses in a small case, put on his finest coat and set off towards the patent office. He walked cautiously along the busy street, thinking about the future. He imagined a grand house. He imagined chests full of gold. He imagined his name becoming famous and people speaking of him in awe: \u2018Mr Ayscough was the man who invented the moonglasses.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n He was so lost in his dreams that he did not hear the sound behind him. A speedy motorbike came rushing down the road. Before Everett could turn around, the vehicle struck him. People ran towards him. Someone called for an ambulance. But they arrived too late. Everett died before he could reach the patent office. His moonglasses remained safely inside their little case. His invention was never patented. And his great fortune remained only a dream.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Years later, the people of the town still remembered Everett. Some remembered him as a strange man who could see in the darkest night. Others remembered his wonderful invention.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But the oldest townspeople remembered something else. They remembered how Everett Ayscough had spent his final journey dreaming about the riches of tomorrow while forgetting to pay attention to the road beneath his feet. And so, whenever someone became too obsessed with future success, the townspeople would tell the story of the man who could see everything in the darkest night, yet failed to see the danger that hit him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Moral<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n It is wise to prepare for tomorrow, but never become so lost in your dreams of the future that you fail to see the dangers and blessings of today.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" \u2018If one day,\u2019 he thought, \u2018all humans will be like me, then I shall become rich with my invention.\u2019
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