Island

There was a man who lived on an island, but there was nowhere to walk because the island was a mountain.
And every day he’d do something.
He would carve away a little of the mountain at the bottom,
Until one day there was a path that went all the way around the island.

His children found that they could walk around the island.
And then they, too, began to do something.
They began to carve away a little of the mountain.
Today, the island is a castle where his grandchildren live.
And the grandchildren still do something.
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