When I was younger, I used to think that anyone who was different from me was automatically my enemy. I would have never guessed that two complete strangers would one day come into my life and change everything. It was a typical autumn day when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. At first, I thought it was just another leaf falling from a tree. But as I turned to look, I saw two men walking towards me. They were both muddy and tired-looking, as if they had been walking for a long time. As they got closer, I could see that one of them was carrying a large bag over his shoulder. The other man was empty-handed. They both had scruffy beards and long hair. Neither of them looked like they had bathed in a while. In fact, they looked like they had been living in the wild for quite some time. instinctively, I tightened my grip on the axe handle. I didn't know why, but I felt like I needed to protect myself. As they approached, the man with the bag stopped and let the other man go ahead. "Hi there," the second man said, looking at me with a friendly smile. "We're just passing through and noticed you splitting wood. Mind if we rest for a bit?" I hesitated for a moment, but then decided that there wasn't any harm in letting them stay. After all, I was armed with an axe and they didn't seem to be carrying any weapons. "Sure, no problem," I replied. The man with the bag dropped it to the ground with a thud and plopped down next to it. The other man, however, walked over to where I was standing. "Let me give you a hand with that," he said, reaching for the axe. Before I could protest, he had already taken hold of the axe and started chopping the logs. I watched him for a few moments, feeling a mix of admiration and envy. He was clearly very strong and skilled with the axe. After a few minutes, he paused and looked at me. "Do you mind if I ask your name?" he said. "No, not at all," I replied. "My name is John." "I'm Andrew," he said, extending his hand. We shook hands and then he went back to work. For the next hour or so, the three of us worked together in silence. It was only when we had finished and were packing up to leave that Andrew spoke again. "Listen, John, I hate to ask, but do you have any work that needs to be done? We're really short on money and could really use the work." I thought for a moment and then an idea came to me. "Actually, there is something you could help me with," I said. "I've been meaning to build a new chicken coop, but I haven't had the time. If you're willing to help, I'll pay you for your work." Andrew's face broke into a grin. "That would be great! We'd be happy to help." And that's how Andrew and his friend became part of my life. Over the next few months, they helped me with the chicken coop and then moved on to other projects around the farm. We became good friends and I learned that there is more to people than meets the eye. Sometimes, the people who seem the most different from us can turn out to be the best friends we ever have.