A Lesson in Sharing… with Corn


Dear Reader:

A few days ago I read a most wonderful, thought-provoking article on the power of sharing…using corn as the example. I will never look at corn exactly the same again. (Resource: Awakin Weekly: “My Neighbor’s Corn“…by Naren Kini

“There was once a farmer who grew excellent quality corn. Every year he won the award for the best corn. One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seeds with his neighbors.

“How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering in competition with yours each year?” the reporter asked.

“Why sir,” said the farmer, “Don’t you know? The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors grow good corn.”

So it is with our lives. Those who want to live meaningfully and well must help enrich the lives of others, for the value of a life is measured by the lives it touches. The quality of response and joy depends on the quality of thoughts and love we share and spread.

And those who choose to be joyful must help others find happiness, for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all.”

*Christopher Columbus brought corn to the Americas. It was Native-Americans who then taught the first settlers how to plant and grow it….especially Indian corn.


Don’t you just love the simple but extraordinary metaphor in love and sharing through the corn story? Isn’t this what Jesus taught and talked about over and over in his parables…we are all connected and as such we pull each other up when we give of ourselves…together we stand upright and stronger through unity.

So until tomorrow…

***Lassie and Susan…thank y’all each so much for your benevolence… creating the possibility of eating lobster rolls in Maine….a photo action shot will be heading yall’s way soon!


“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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