This one was of a girl who walked every day from her home to the stream with a pole across her broad shoulders and two buckets hanging one from each side. She walked down to the stream, filled the two buckets and walked back up to her house and there emptied the buckets into a large basin from which the family drew water through the day.
However, one of the buckets had a crack in it and every day the girl had only one and a half buckets of water to pour into the basin. Day after day, this went on. Eventually – late at night after everyone had fallen asleep – the cracked bucket spoke to the girl: “I am embarrassed that every day I only bring half the amount of water needed for the basin. Please get rid of me and get a new, whole, unbroken bucket.”
The next morning the girl took his buckets down to the stream. As she did, she spoke to the cracked bucket. “Why do you feel so bad about yourself? Do you see this path we walk every day? One side of it has flowers growing along it, the other side is barren. I knew about your crack — what you have considered a flaw. Because of your crack, I planted flowers along that side of the path from which you hang.”
And then she said: “Every day, as I walked back from the stream you have watered these flowers… flowers that we have cut to beautify our simple home. If you did not have a crack, or, if I was to get rid of you and get another bucket without a crack I would need to make special arrangements to water our flowers. I appreciate you because of your crack.”
— Traditional African tale