How Much Do You Make An Hour?

With a timid voice and idolizing eyes, the little boy greeted his 

father as he returned from work, “Daddy, how much do you make an hour?” 

Greatly surprised, but giving his boy a glaring look, the father said: 

“Look, son, not even your mother knows that. Don’t bother me now, I’m 

tired.” “But Daddy, just tell me please!? How much do you make an 

hour,” the boy insisted.

The father finally giving up replied: ” Twenty dollars per hour.” 

“Okay, Daddy? Could you loan me ten dollars?” the boy asked. Showing 

restlessness and positively disturbed, the father yelled: “So that was 

the reason you asked how much I earn, right?? Go to sleep and don’t 

bother me anymore!”

It was already dark and the father was meditating on what he had said 

and was feeling guilty. Maybe he thought, his son wanted to buy 

something. Finally, trying to ease his mind, the father went to his 

son’s room.

“Are you asleep son?” asled the father. “No, Daddy. Why?” replied the 

boy partially asleep. “Here’s the money you asked for earlier,” the 

father said. “Thanks, Daddy!” rejoiced the son, while putting his hand 

under his pillow and removing some money. “Now I have enough! Now I 

have twenty dollars!” the boy said to his father, who was gazing at his 

son, confused at what his son just said. “Daddy could you sell me one 

hour of your time?”

- Author Unknown

I LOVE THOSE BOYS...

A Special Teacher
Years ago a John Hopkin’s professor gave a group of graduate students 

this assignment: Go to the slums. Take 200 boys, between the ages of 12 

and 16, and investigate their background and environment. Then predict 

their chances for the future. The students, after consulting social 

statistics, talking to the boys, and compiling much data, concluded 

that 90 percent of the boys would spend some time in jail.

Twenty-five years later another group of graduate students was given 

the job of testing the prediction. They went back to the same area. 

Some of the boys – by then men – were still there, a few had died, some 

had moved away, but they got in touch with 180 of the original 200. 

They found that only four of the group had ever been sent to jail.

Why was it that these men, who had lived in a breeding place of crime, 

had such a surprisingly good record? The researchers were continually 

told: “Well, there was a teacher…” They pressed further, and found that 

in 75 percent of the cases it was the same woman.

The researchers went to this teacher, now living in a home for retired 

teachers. How had she exerted this remarkable influence over that group 

of children? Could she give them any reason why these boys should have 

remembered her? “No,” she said, “no I really couldn’t.” And then, 

thinking back over the years, she said amusingly, more to herself than 

to her questioners: “I loved those boys…”

How Rich are we?

How Rich Are We?
One day a father and his rich family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose to show him how poor people can be. They spent a day and a night on the farm of a very poor family. When they got back from their trip, the father asked his son, “How was the trip?” “Very good Dad!” “Did you see how poor people can be?” the father asked. “Yeah!” “And what did you learn?”

The son answered, “I saw that we have a dog at home, and they have four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of the garden; they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lamps in the garden; they have the stars. Our patio reaches to the front yard; they have a whole horizon.” When the little boy was finished, his father was speechless. His son added, “Thanks, Dad, for showing me how ‘poor’ we are!”

Isn’t it true that it all depends on the way you look at things? If you have love, friends, family, health, good humor and a positive attitude towards life — you’ve got everything! You can’t buy any of these things. You may have all the material possessions you can imagine, provisions for the future, etc.; but if you are poor of spirit, you have nothing!

- Author Unknown

Success breeds Success..So help others to succeed.

                         

There was a farmer who grew superior quality, award-winning corn in his farm. Each year, he entered his corn in the state fair where it won honors and prizes.
One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew his corn. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors.
"How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in the competition with yours each year?" The reporter asked. "Why brother?"
The farmer replied, "Didn't you know? The wind picks up pollen grains from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior, sub-standard and poor quality corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I have to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors to grow good corns too."
The farmer gave a superb insight into the connectedness of life. His corn cannot improve unless his neighbors' corn also improves. So it is in the other dimensions and areas of life!
Those who choose to be in harmony must help their neighbors and colleagues to be at peace. Those who choose to live well must help others live well too. The value of a life is measured by the lives it touches...
Success does not happen in isolation; it is most often a participatory and collective process. So share the good practices, ideas and new knowledge with your family, friends, team members and neighbors and all.
"Success breeds Success."