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PAS : KE ARAH PEMERINTAHAN ISLAM YANG ADIL
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$20 an Hour Parent.
(Moral of this story, you can give your children
money, but your money cannot give them love. You will
realise this one day sitting in a rocking chair, in a
old folks home, wondering when you child will come to
visit.Only if you had invested more time with your
child than a stranger called BOSS.But read on I got
this from a Old chinese man in the little sister of
the poor home in penang.It is a very true story.I
rewrote it since someone plagarised my original e-mail
some 3 years ago from @notes.seagate.com address.)
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated,
to find his 5-yearold son waiting for him at the door.
"Daddy, may I ask you a question?" "Yeah sure, what is
it?" "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?" "That's
none of your business. Why do 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 an hour." "Oh," the
little boy replied, with his head down. Looking up, he
said, "Daddy, may please borrow $10?" 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 youmarch yourself straight to your room
and go to bed. Think about why you arebeing so
selfish. I work long hard hours everyday and don't
have time for such childish behavior." The little boy
quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man
satdown 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 he may have been a little hard on
his son. May be there was something he really needed
to buy with that $10, 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
your earlier," said the man. "It's been a long day,
and I took out my aggravation on you.
Here's that$10 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, seeing that the boy
already had money, started to get angry again. The
little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked
up at his father. "Why do you want more money if you
already have some?" the fathergrumbled. "Because I
didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy
replied. "Daddy, I have $20 now.
Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early
tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you." .
Today I will give my one years earning to see my son
once a year.But he is always too busy, he grew up just
like me, he is too busy working and has no time for
me.
Share this story with someone you like . but even
better, share $20 worthof time with someone you love.
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.
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