In the era where homepage making was a craze, i too dived into the trend. Going thru the homepage which i torn down, the remains reminded me that once upon i had a blog before this blogging thing came into fashion. In the last "renovations", i removed most of the poems and stories i had written, and these were my unspoken tots and emotions. And the reault for removing them were becos too many ppl i know were hitting the page like 3 meals a day... How can i let so many ppl noe wat i was feeling or thining or going thru each day ley?
Oki, out of point again... Anyway, the following is the article which i extracted to share with u ppl.
Enjoy.
---------- Buying Time ----------
A man came home from work late again, tired and irritated, to find his 5 year old son waiting for him at the door.
"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the man.
"Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?"
"That's none of your business! What makes you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.
"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.
"If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour."
"Oh," the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?"
The father was furious.
"If the only reason you wanted to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some 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're being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games."
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money. After an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00 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.
"Are you asleep son?" he asked.
"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the man.
"It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $10.00 you asked for.
" The little boy sat straight up, beaming.
"Oh, thank you daddy!" he yelled.
Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills.The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man.
"Why did you want more money if you already had some?" the father grumbled.
"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.
"Daddy, I have $20.00 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?"
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Too many a time have we forgotten wat we already, we forgotten abt each other. Busy parents ( whom we'll be someday ) often remember only the material needs of a child, giving them whatever what they did not have as a child, but neglecting their emotional needs. Do u spend time with your family? Do u spend time with your child / children, your oen parents? What good is it to have everything but yet without anyone to share it with???
Your parents made you what u are today, how could u exist if not for them??? Your children are your responsiblity, u shape their future ......... No one promised u that life was going to be easy??? Life is never a bed of roses, even if it is, thorns are included too. Take heart, cos you are not alone...............
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