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Brooklyn Bridge



It's the story of a creative engineer named John Roebling who built the Brooklyn Bridge in New York despite all the rejections and circumstances he had to face.


In 1883, Engineer John Roebling had an creative idea to build a spectacular bridge to connect New york with Long Islands. He presented his idea to experts but they thought that it was an impossible feat and asked him to forget the idea. For them it was an impractical idea as anything like this wasn’t done before.


But John couldn’t let go of his vision and in his mind he knew that it could be done, He just had to share this idea with someone else. After some time he was able to convince his son (an upcoming engineer) that the bridge could be built.


For the first time working together John and Washington (his son) developed the concept of how it’s going to build step by step by overcoming obstacles. With excitement and inspiration, they head towards their challenge and hire a crew to build this dream bridge.


All was going well until a tragic accident happened just after a few months of starting the project. This accident took the life of John and Washington was paralyzed.


After the incident experts started to criticize them and say, “We told them so, It’s foolish to chase this vision.” Everyone made negative comments and felt that the project should be scrapped because only John knew how to build this bridge.


Even after so much negative comments, Handicapped Washington was not discouraged and still had the desire to complete the bridge. He tried to inspire his friends and crew but everyone was scared after the incident.


One day, as he was laying on his bed, He felt like the light coming from the window was like a message for him, “Not to Give Up”. This gave him an idea. As he could only move his finger, he decided to make best use of it.


With time, he slowly developed a code of communication with his wife by just moving his fingers. One day by the movement of his fingers he asked his wife to call engineers. Using the same method of tapping with finger he made communication with his wife and told her what to tell engineers to do. It seemed foolish but the project was underway again.


For 13 years Washington tapped out his instructions with his finger on his wife’s arm, until the bridge was finally completed.


Moral: Dreams that seem Impossible can be realized with Determination and Persistence, No matter what the Odds are.


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