A very long time ago people were living in caves. It was discovered that one large flat rock put on top of two other rocks could create a similar shelter. It wasn't long before two more rocks were added to create a stone `box' with four walls. It was during this time that the `Rock-Pilers' came into being.

Soon rocks were being piled into many rooms connected to each other. The rock-piler with more rooms was considered a more important person than a rock-piler with just a few rooms or only one room. Fathers would spend a lifetime piling rocks for a larger home that their son would then finish when the father was unable to continue. Families with more men would have larger homes than families with only a few men.

Young boys were encouraged to begin piling rocks as soon as they could walk. There was one young caveman who didn't like to pile rocks. Finding a suitable rock, picking it up, and carrying it to the rock pile that would become another room was boring. He would pretend to be looking for a suitable rock but really he was just wandering away further and further each time until he was where the others could not see him. He would sit in the shade of the trees and try to imagine a life where rock-piling wasn't the only thing a man could do.

On one of these expeditions he wandered further into the trees to be certain no one would see him. He had gone into the forest many times before, but never this far. Stories of hungry beasts had discouraged cave people from going into the forest. He could see that futher into the forest their was a clearing where the sun was shining. He preferred the sunlight to the dark and damp of the forest.

When he got to the clearing he saw the flowers. Hundreds of flowers in white, blue, red, and yellow. Rock-pilers lived where rocks were plentiful. Plants would not grow well where rock-pilers lived. He had never seen flowers before. He decided to take a few back to show his family what he had found. He took only white flowers. No point in overdoing it with too much at one time, he thought to himself.

When he returned to the where the other rock-pilers were they saw his bright white flowers and everyone gathered around him wanting to know what he had found. They liked them very much. Rocks aren't very colorful. A lifetime of looking at only rock colors made the bright white of the flowers a bit unusual. The young man was asked where the flowers grew but he had realized this was his discovery. He did not tell anyone exactly where he had found the flowers. He just motioned towards the forest and said, "Over there".

He offerred to get more flowers for the others but could not promise when because, of course, he had rocks to pile first. The other cavemen offerred to pile some rocks at his home while he was away so that he could get the flowers as soon as possible. The young man agreed to this arrangement and for several months he would go into the forest and bring back the flowers. White, blue, red, and yellow flowers but only one color each time. The other young cavemen would give these flowers to a young cave girl who would then walk through the village with the flowers in her hair. The bright colored flowers almost glowing in contrast to the rocks of the surrounding buildings would allow the young girl to feel very special.

With almost every man in the village piling rocks in return for flowers the young man's home soon was the largest of all the rock pilers homes in his village. Having the largest home automatically made him the most important and best known person in the rock-piler village. When it was time to chose a new leader for the village the young man was chosen. It was obvious to everyone that he certainly was the most important person because he owned the largest home. The most beautiful young women in the village all wanted to be his wife. The young man eventually selected one of them and settled down to raise a family.

When his children were old enough he would take them into the forest and as they walked he would explain to them that the exact location of these flowers was only for them and for their children. He also told them that his children were not to be known as rock-pilers. They were to be known as the flower-gatherers'.

In time, the rock-pilers added more than just rock-piling activities to their families and the flower gatherers added more than flower-gathering to their activities. The rock-pilers and the flower-gatherers remain as separate groups even to this day.

What you must decide is which group you will belong to. Will you be a rock-piler or a flower gatherer?