Son, " Dad, can I ask you something?"
Father: " sure, my boy. What's going on?
Son: " Papa, how much money do you make in the hour?"
Father: " well, I don't think such things have yet to be interested in you Why do you ask that?
Son: " I just want to know. Please, please tell me how much you deserve in the hour."
Father: " all right, if you want to know, I make 50 dollars an hour."
Son: " oh." (he lowers the head)
Son: " Papa, can you lend me 25 dollars?"
Father: " (very angry) like this! That's why you're asking. You want to borrow money from me to buy you some stupid toy or other bullshit. Not my friend. Go to your room and go to bed! You should think about how selfish you are. I work extremely hard every day and I have to listen to such cheeky questions at night!"
The little boy goes quietly and quietly into his room and closes the door.
The Father is going to sit down, but the more angry he thinks about the boy's question.
" how cunning my son is! Ask me such questions just to get money!"
Over an hour before the father calms down and starts thinking.
" maybe there's really something that my son needs urgently. He rarely asks for money. Actually, he never asked. Maybe he needs the 25 dollars. Maybe I wronged him."
The Father goes to the little boy's room, opens the door and enters the room.
Father: " are you asleep, son?"
Son: " No, dad, I'm still awake."
Father: " look, I've been thinking about everything again. Maybe I was a little too hard on you. It's been a long day, a lot has been built up, and you got it all Here's the 25 dollars you asked me to do. I'm sorry."
The little boy smiles.
Son: " thank you, daddy!"
The little boy grabs his pillow and brings out a few more crumpled euro notes. The Father sees that the boy has already made money under his pillow and gets angry again. Slowly and calmly, the little boy begins to count the money and then looks at his father.
Father: " why the hell are you asking for money if you already have some?"
Son: " because I haven't had enough yet. Now it's enough!"
Son: " Daddy, now I have 50 dollars. Can I buy an hour of your time for this? Please come home from work early tomorrow. I'd like to have dinner with you."
The Father sinks on the ground. He didn't expect such an answer. He's shaken, stirred, overwhelmed. He closes his son in his arms and asks him to apologize.
This is just a little story about father and son. A little story for all those who work so hard and long in their lives. We should not allow us in our turbulent lives, the view of what is really important. The people we love.
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