I'm not shore power (№ 383907)

There were two brothers. One was born of love, and the second was born with the help of science and under the supervision of the best genetics of his time. In childhood, the simple child has always been among the Laggards and was often ill, and his more perfect brother has always excelled in everything. Years passed and when the brothers met, temper of a more perfect brother made itself felt and he wanted to humiliate ordinary brother, born of the "primitive way" and by chance. They sailed across the stormy waves, the cold grip seeking to drown them, to a rock amidst the raging waves. "Perfect" I was afraid, started to slow down and retreated, poplib back to shore, but a simple and primitive won the race sailed. Older and more advanced younger asked: "How so? I'm perfect and better than you! How you gonna beat me? As you swam to the rock in the middle of those awful waves?". A simple and imperfect brother replied, "I just don't save your strength for the way back!".