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COACHES CORNER














      No Secrets Here!







      Paul Fanning, DTM - Club Coach Coordinator













      There is an old tale from somewhere in Europe          a glass of water, a piece of bread and the use of
      that emerged during the middle ages about a            the chapel. The abbot clapped his hands, asked
      traveler, a monastery, and a secret. As my British     his monks to bring the requisite items and guide
      cousin related it to me, a weary traveler espied       him to the chapel.

      the twinkling lights of a monastery on a hill one          Within moments of entering the chapel,
      dark night and decided to seek shelter and a hot       loud noises were heard emanating from the
      meal before continuing his journey the next day.       doors followed by voices, trumpets and finally a
         He trudged up the steep hill to the huge            rumbling sound before falling silent. The doors

      oaken doors with a brass angel as a knocker and        opened, the traveler exited the chapel and went
      begin to announce his presence three times and         to his cell. The monks, although on a vow of
      patiently awaited a response. Soon the doors           silence made their fears and concerns know to
      swung open, and two tonsured monks greeted             the abbot who calmed them down and promised

      him with only a smile and gestured him to come         that he would ask the man the next morning
      in and accompany them to the chambers of the           what had transpired.
      abbot prior. Without a word, they left him. He             The abbot got up early, met the refreshed
      was addressed by the abbot, and after the traveler     traveler at the monastery doors and asked if he

      explained that he wanted shelter and food, was         could speak with him. He nodded his assent and
      told that this monastery was one on a vow of           listened intently to the abbot. Once the abbot
      silence, but he was welcome. The pleasantries          was through questioning him as to what he did
      accomplished, he was once again led to a private       with the glass of water, piece of bread and an

      cell, given food and drink, and the monks left         onion, the pilgrim replied to the spiritual leader,
      him momentarily. The abbot appeared and asked          “Abbot, can you keep a secret?” “Why of course
      him if there was anything further he required.         I can my son.” And he did!
      The sojourner replied, yes, that he would like             We in Toastmasters do not keep secrets. We




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