The twilight Zone

Share Your Time

By: Author Unknown

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 him 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?"

Share some time with those
who need you. They need our time more then we will ever know.

The Fence

By: Author Unknown

There was a little boy with a bad
temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost
his temper, to hammer a nail in the back fence. The first day the boy had driven
37 nails into the fence.

Then it gradually dwindled down.
He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into
the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He
told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one
nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy
was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father
took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

He said, "You have done well,
my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.
When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put
a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say 'I'm
sorry', the wound is still there."

Third law 

To every action there is an equal but opposite reaction. 

In English "what goes around comes around"

A law of physics which applies to our every day lives.

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