Friday Tale - A Stone Cutter A n old story tells of an unhappy and discontented stonecutter. One day he came upon a merchant and was awe-struck by all of the marvelous goods the man had for sale. āI wish I were a merchant,ā said the stonecutter and, quite amazingly, his wish was granted. Not long afterward he saw a parade pass his little shop. Spying a prince dressed in splendor such as he had never before seen, he said, āI wish I were a prince.ā And he became one. But it wasnāt too many days later that he stepped outside and felt the discomfort of the hot summer sun beating down upon his head. āEven a prince cannot stay cool in the sun,ā he said. āI wish I were the sun.ā This wish, too, was granted. He was happy being the sun until, one day, a cloud came between him and the earth. āThat cloud overshadows me,ā he said. āI wish I were a cloud.ā Again, his wish was gran...