We had a team of mules named Jack and Kate on our farm. Kate would often get stubborn and lie down on me when I was plowing. I couldn't get her up no matter how roughly I treated her. Dad would see my predicament and walk across the field until he was close enough to say, "Kate." Then she'd get up and start working again. He never touched her in anger.
It took me a long time to understand that even a stubborn mule responds to gentleness.
--John Wooden
