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It was one of those ...

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Description

It was one of those hot, close days in early September. A day when the air is full of dust and the fields seem parched and dry. I was sitting on the top of a gate, idly swinging my legs, when I saw a man walking along the road with a spade over his shoulder. "Where are you going?" I called out to him. "I'm going to plant a flag," he answered. "Where?" "Up there," and he pointed with his spade to a distant hill. "What for?" I asked. "I don't know," he replied. "I just want to plant a flag." I watched him as he walked away, and I wondered why he wanted to plant a flag on that hill. It was a new territory, I suppose, and he wanted to make his mark on it. We all want to make our mark on the world, in one way or another. Some of us want to leave behind great works of art or literature; others want to build cities or discover new continents. But most of us, I think, just want to plant our little flag and say, "This is mine." The man with the spade reached the top of the hill, and I could see him now and then as he stopped to dig a hole and plant his flag. I wondered what he would do when he had planted his flag. Would he come down again, or would he stay up there and live on the hill? I never saw him again, but I like to think that he stayed on the hill and built himself a little house there, and that he grows old there, surrounded by his flags.

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Token ID: 1351

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