This is a story to relate how all of us have these inner strengths:

Once there was a teacher who took up a position in a school located in a very remote area. On his way to and from the school, he had to walk through a cemetery. After a while he grew accustomed to the spooky atmosphere among the graves.

One day he was unexpectedly delayed at school and had to walk home late. On his way through the cemetery he suddenly fell into a freshly dug grave. The grave was very deep and wide and no matter how hard he tried to jump up, he could not get out. Before long, the sun went down and everything grew dark. There was nobody nearby he could call for help and there was nothing he could do except to wait till morning. So he sat down in a corner of the grave and tried to get some rest.

A little while later another man fell into the same grave. He climbed and slipped back, and climbed again and again, trying to get out. All to no avail just like him. The teacher, sitting quietly at the corner, felt sorry for the poor fellow