A Small Boy
Yesterday I had stopped at a traffic signal. As I waited for the lights to turn green,
a small boy approached me. He was holding a bunch of pens in his hand.
He asked me to buy some. I told him I didn’t need any.
He gave me a beseeching look explaining that they were very cheap.
The boy had a sweet innocent face and looked tired of trying to sell his pens.
I had seen him going to others but no one bought any of his pens.
My friend who was with me suggested to give some money to the boy
so he wouldn’t bother us. I did give him money by buying two of his pens.
I explained to my friend that her suggestion would have been a deterrent to the small boy’s effort to earn some money instead of begging for help. She agreed and we went on our way. The boy was trying to help his family by doing something. This I thought was commendable.
A Pound of Butter
There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to the baker.
One day the baker decided to weigh the butter to see if
he was getting a pound and he found that he was not.
This angered him and he took the farmer to court.
The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure.
The farmer replied, amour Honor, I am primitive.
I don’t have a proper measure, but I do have a scale.” The judge asked,
“Then how do you weigh the butter?” The farmer replied “Your Honor, long
before the baker started buying butter from me, I have been buying a
pound loaf of bread from him. Every day when the baker brings the bread,
I put it on the scale and give him the same weight in butter.
If anyone is to be blamed, it is the baker.”
The moral of the story:-
We get back in life what we give to others.
Whenever you take an action, ask yourself this question:
Am I giving fair value for the wages or money I hope to make?
Honesty and dishonesty become a habit. Some people practice
dishonesty and can lie with a straight face.
Others lie so much that they don’t even know what the truth is anymore.
But who are they deceiving? Themselves.