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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?’ the
 
man said angrily.
 
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?’


The father was furious, ‘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.


The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy’s
 
questions.  How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? 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. ‘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 out my aggravation on you. Here’s the $25 you
 
asked for.’


The little boy sat straight up, smiling. ‘Oh, thank you daddy!’
 
He yelled. 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. ‘Why do you want more money if you already
 
have some?’ the father grumbled. Because I didn’t have enough, but now
 
I do,’ the little boy replied. ‘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. It’s just a short reminder to all of you
 
working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our
 
fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to
 
us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $50 worth of
 
your time with someone you love.


If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily
 
replace us in a matter of hours. But the family & friends we leave
 
behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.

 

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