Ever So Little or Three Travelers

A man stood before the porter of the gate. The weight of the sack on his shoulder bent him over. His shoes were dusty and worn. He slid the sack on the ground and took out a heavy wooden stool. “What allows thee to enter this gate, Traveler?” the porter asked. The man pointed to the stool on the ground. “I’ve come from afar, carrying this stool that I’ve made. I trust this work will get me in. See how strong and sturdy it is.” “This is the work of your own hands?” the porter said. “It is,”...