Many years ago there lived a famous oracle who was uncanny in his ability to foretell the future. It seemed that he never made a mistake. Kings, queens, statesmen, generals, constantly consulted him about important future events.
One day two young boys fell to arguing about the oracle, and one said, “I bet I can trick him into making a mistake.”
“This is what I’ll do. I’ll capture a small bird, and holding it in my hand, will go before the oracle and ask him what it is that I hold. If he says it is a bird, I will say, yes, but is it dead or alive?”
If the oracle says it is dead, I shall open my hand and the bird will fly away.
If he says it is alive, I shall crush the bird so that when I open my hand it will be dead.
Either way he will lose!”
So they went before the oracle, and the boy held forth his hand, saying, “What do I hold?”
The oracle saw a small feather sticking out between the boy’s fingers and replied, “It is a bird.”
The lad asked, “Is it dead or alive?”
The oracle hesitated a moment … a wise gleam came into his eyes, and he replied
“That’s up to you, son. It is in your hands.”