Years ago in a small village in Holland, a young boy taught the world about the rewards of unselfish service. Because the entire village revolved around the fishing industry, a volunteer rescue team was needed in case of emergency. One night the winds raged, the clouds burst and a gale force storm capsized fishing boat at sea, Stranded and in trouble, the crew sent out the S.O.S. The captain of the rescue rowboat team sounded the alarm and the villagers assembled in the town square overlooking the bay. While the team launched rowboat and fought their way through the wild waves, the villagers waited restlessly at the beach, holding lanterns to light the way back.
An hour later, the rescue boat reappeared through the fog and the cheering villagers ran to greet them. Falling exhausted on the sand the volunteer reported that the rescue boat could not hold any more passengers and they had to leave one man behind. Even one more passenger would have surely capsized the rescue boat and all would havee been lost.
Frantically the captain called for another volunteer team to go after the lone survivor. Sixteen-year-old Hans Stepped forward. His mother grabbed his arm pleading, " please don't go. Your father died in a shipwreck 10 years ago and your elder brother , Paul has been lost at sea for three weeks. Hans you are all, I have left.
Hans replied,"mother, I have to go. What if everyone said, 'I cant go, let someone else to it?' Mother this time i have to do my duty. When the call for service comes, we all need to take our tun and do our part,", Hans kissed his mother, joined the team and disappeared into the night.
Another hour passed, which seemed to Hans mother like an eternity. Finally the rescue boat darted through the fog with Hans standing up in the boat Cupping his hands, the captain called," Did you find the lost man?" Barely able to contain himself Hans excitedly yelled back, "yes, we found him. Tell my mother its my older brother Paul!"
An hour later, the rescue boat reappeared through the fog and the cheering villagers ran to greet them. Falling exhausted on the sand the volunteer reported that the rescue boat could not hold any more passengers and they had to leave one man behind. Even one more passenger would have surely capsized the rescue boat and all would havee been lost.
Frantically the captain called for another volunteer team to go after the lone survivor. Sixteen-year-old Hans Stepped forward. His mother grabbed his arm pleading, " please don't go. Your father died in a shipwreck 10 years ago and your elder brother , Paul has been lost at sea for three weeks. Hans you are all, I have left.
Hans replied,"mother, I have to go. What if everyone said, 'I cant go, let someone else to it?' Mother this time i have to do my duty. When the call for service comes, we all need to take our tun and do our part,", Hans kissed his mother, joined the team and disappeared into the night.
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