Saturday, April 11, 2009

-Can I Borrow $25?-

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated,
to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

SON:'Daddy, may I ask you a question?'
DAD:'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man. 
SON:'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?' 
DAD:'That's none of your business.Why do you ask such a thing?'
SON:'I just want to know.Please tell me,how much do you make an hour?' 
DAD:'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.' 
SON:'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down! . 
SON:'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?' 
Dad:'If the only reason you asked that is so you can
         borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense,
         then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed.
         Think about why you are being so selfish.
          I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.' 

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. 
After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think: 
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00  
and he really didn't ask for money very often .The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. 

Dad:'Are you asleep, son?' 
Son:'No daddy, I'm awake'
Dad:'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you e! arlier'
Dad:'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you.
         Here's the $25 you asked for.' 
(The little boy sat straight up, smiling.)
Son:'Oh, thank you daddy!'

Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. 
The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. 
The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father. 

Dad:'Why do you want more money if you already have some?'
Son:'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,'
Son:'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?
         Please come home early tomorrow.
         I would like to have dinner with you.' 

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son,
and he begged for his forgiveness. 

-taken from original article-


It's a short story i read couple days ago. Actually, i read it once before,

Auntie Catherine send me this email, i read it one more time,

found it's great as a reminder for us to take a break,

concern our family and friends more.

Yea...actually it is lame, forever and ever, i post this kind of thing,

but it's really important for u and me to take a few minutes, 

stop whatever we are doing, called your parents, brothers and sisters,

last think should be last year...

i seldom call my parents when i was at cheras,

my excuse 'no time, assignments too much..bla bla bla'

but don't since when, i called them quite often,

though sometimes din chat for long,

maybe just :'hey, ma/ba chai, where r u. wat r u doing...i just called to hear ur voice.'

it wouldn't take long, but i can feel they are happy.

For outstation friends, when is the last time u call u parent?

don't always wait them to called you.

ok la...i better stop now before i become a grandma...mumbling all the time,

see ya next post...

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