Who is Poor

One day, a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people live. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, “How was the trip?”

“It was great, Dad.”

“Did you see how poor people live?” the father asked.

“Oh yeah,” said the son.

“So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?” asked the father.

The son answered, “I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden, and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden, and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard, and they have the whole horizon. We have a small piece of land to live on, and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us; they have friends to protect them.”

The boy’s father was speechless.

Then his son added, “Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are.”

A story to end

It was half past nine and dad had just came back from the office. As he saw the kids bedroom door was half open, he went to check and close the door. Upon seeing his dad the kid started the conversation.

K: Dad I am not getting any sleep. Can you tell me a story?

D: sure kiddo

Dad goes up to the kid and sits near the bed side and starts to tell a story.

D: Once upon a time …

Kid interrupts

K: Dad why you always start with once upon a time. tell me something different

D: Okay. Long time ago there was a ..

K: dad !! dad !! you are again doing the same. I want a different story in different style

D: A fox was walking through the forest .He saw a crow sitting on a tree branch with a fine piece of cheese in her beak.

K: And the fox stole the cheese. This is stupid story dad. you know nothing. why don’t you weave a story for me so I can sleep in peace?

Dad gets irritated but cools himself down

D: As you said I am boring and I dono how to weave a story, so you yourself tell a good story

K: Hear me dad. Far far away in a small and old house, there was a broken pipe. Instead of water, tears came out of it. As the pipe was broken tears gushed through it and the tears never stopped.

D: And then?

K: Close the door and go to sleep !!

——————————————- THE END —————————————————