In our early days, just as the first hint of dawn was beginning to creep up on human civilization, someone smacked a stick against a stone.
Lo and behold, the hammer was born.
Tribes watched in awe.
People grumbled among themselves, convinced this stone-on-a-stick nonsense was the end of times.
“There goes the neighborhood,” they muttered with disdain.
In the beginning, everybody feared that this new invention was a threat to their economy and livelihoods.
As time went by, however, the hammer proved to be more friend than foe.
No longer were entire days wasted wrestling with unwieldy boulders.
By the power of the hammer, caves turned into huts, and huts turned into houses—all in the blink of an eye.
Folks found they could build things quicker, sturdier, and cheaper.
Soon everybody wanted that hammer-built stuff, which created more jobs.
Some of the old jobs did go away, but new opportunities appeared, too.
All of a sudden, there was a great demand for iron nails.
Nail makers forged ahead and emerged like stars in the night sky!
The End.
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