Time had come for a very successful real-estate owner to pass on his legacy.
The problem; he faced was choosing which one of his five sons was deserving enough to helm the company’s future.
He was growing old and losing vision.
He realised it wouldn’t be long before he lost his vision completely; and with it remained a damning fear of his legacy fading along with it.
He entrusted upon his Lawyer, shortly before his retirement — to take into account the current holdings of the land.
The lawyer, reported to him that there were potential oil reserves under his major undeveloped property; and major Oil corporations were looking to acquire the land.
He requested that the Lawyer keep the information to himself, and himself only. And that he deny all offers until he reached a point of decision of which one of his sons was most deserving of the land in question.
As years went on and the man finally lost all his vision; he entrusted upon his sons to take-care of the land. Requesting each son to develop Oil wells upon the land.
The sons, doubted their father’s opinion on the matter — but decided to go along in hopes of becoming the heir apparent.
He’d decided that each day each of his sons were to give him a border to border walk of the land; highlighting the necessary details and the production of the Oil wells.
The sons obliged and took upon themselves the duty of giving their blind-father a walk of the land.
The father would listen very carefully to each son; individually, and calmly continue his journey as they guided him through the Land and their Oil Reserves.
Years went on; and finally the time came for the father to pass on his legacy.
He invited all sons to join him together.
He held in his a tremendously large file.
He asked his trusted lawyer to pass the file along for the sons to read.
Hours went by and not a word had been said.
Finally, the father requested each son to decide who amongst them was most deserving of the land.
Each son, recommended themselves; highlighting their efficiency, integrity, and honesty.
The father sat, listened, and shook his head.
Finally; he requested the lawyer to present a different file, consisting of only a few pages.
He requested the sons now read this file; individually.
Minutes passed and he uttered again, “So who amongst you should be the most deserving of this land and the fruits it bears for us?”
The sons; had nothing to say.
Finally, he asked his Lawyer to speak.
The lawyer highlighted that the eldest two sons had made a deal amongst themselves and decided not to walk their father to area of the land that produced the most oil.
The third son, chose to walk his fathers just along the border; without ever highlighting the oil reserves.
The fourth son, had been selling the oil from his own reserve to private individuals.
And finally, the youngest and most naive of the sons — had chosen simply to walk his father through the land, it’s borders, and the oil wells. Reciting every inch and the position the land was in.The condition of the labour.
He had chosen not to build a well of his own as he thought it best to wait until his father had made his decision.
The sons were baffled and confused; the old man had been using his stick to measure up the land all along — and would dictate each detail to his lawyer for record.
The blind man’s silence was his patience of soaking up the betrayal and greed of his elder sons.
He then announced to the sons;
The oldest two would get the portions of their settlement for their effort and repay the father in interest.
The third son, would be in-charge of the border he’d walked his father along.
The fourth son, was informed that the buyer of his oil had been his father all along.
And the youngest son, was informed that his responsibility was now to take the place of the Blind man and gain control of the land and its’ reserves; serve his purpose as his father had intended — take control of the pipeline his father’s trusted lawyer had been building and run the business as he so wished.
After the conversation ended, the blind man got up from his seat; passed on his walking stick to his youngest son — and went on to take one final walk, in solitude , of the Land he was once able to see.