Sometimes in life, we forgot simple things that has value to be appreciated… We only think of ourselves not realizing there are persons around us who always with us through thick and thin all our lives that we forgot to thank for…
Its thanksgiving day celebration. I dedicate this post to all parents who always seeking great life for their children – a gratitude that has to be recognize forever and we thank you for that unceasing love…
This is a forwarded message by a co-parent.
Simply encouraging …
Please take the time to read this even it is too lengthy. It would worth your time…
One young academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company. He passed all interviews with ease and now reached the very last interview wherein the company’s chairman conducted the interview himself and who would make the final decision.
The chairman realized from the resume that the youth’s academic results were excellent all the way, from secondary school all the way up to postgraduate research. There was never a year did he not score an award or honors.
The chairman asked, “Did you obtain any scholarship in school?” and the youth answered “none”.
The chairman asked further, “Is it your father who paid for your school fees?”
The youth answered, “My father passed away when I was one year old. It was my mother who paid for my school fees.”
The chairman then asked, “Where did your mother work?”
The young academic answered, “My mother worked as a clothes-cleaner.”
The chairman then asked for the youth’s hands upon which the youth showed a pair of smooth and perfect hands to the chairman.
The chairman continued, “Did you ever help your mother wash clothes before?”
To which the youth responded, “No, never. My mother always wanted me to study and read more books. Besides, my mother washes clothes faster than I.
The chairman then concluded, “I have a request. When you go back today, go and help clean your mother’s hands. And then, see me tomorrow morning.”
The youth left feeling confident that he would land the job. When he reached
home, he happily and eagerly wanted to complete his task and asked his mother for her hands.
The mother felt very strange, happy, but also felt a mixed emotion of fear.
Nevertheless, she hesitantly showed her hands to the son.
The young academic cleaned his mother’s hands slowly, and as he did, his tears started to slowly drop down his cheeks. It was the first time he realized how wrinkled his mother’s hands were, with so many blisters and bruises on both hands. Some of the wounds incited twinges of pain so sudden that the mother shivered when water washed upon them.
This was the very first time the young, accomplished academician realized and experienced that it was this very pair of hands that washed clothes every day to earn him for him his school fees; his mother’s badly bruised and worn out pair of hands was the price the mother paid for to get him to achieve academic excellence, to graduate, and perhaps prepare him for his future.
After finishing the cleaning of his mother’s hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother.
That night, mother and son talked for a very long time.
The next morning, the youth proceeded to the chairman’s office. The chairman noticed the young man’s tear-swollen eyes and asked: “Can you tell me what you have accomplished and learned at home yesterday?”
The youth answered, “I cleaned my mother’s hand and also finished washing all the remaining clothes she left behind.”
The chairman the asked, “Please explain to me what you felt.”
The youth explained, “First, I learned what is appreciation; without my mother, there would not be the successful me today. Second, I learned how to work together with my mom. It was only then did I realize how difficult and tough it is to get her work done. Lastly, I felt the importance and the value of a true family relationship.
The chairman, satisfied with the young man’s new learned knowledge, enlighten him, “This is what I am asking. I want to recruit a person that can appreciate the help of others, a person who knows the suffering of others to get thing done, and a person that would not put money as his only goal in life. You are hired.
Later on, this young man worked very hard and in return received the respect of his subordinates. Every employee under him worked diligently as a team and the company’s performance resulted into a tremendous improvement.
A child who has been overly protected and habitually given whatever he has and had to do developed “entitlement mentality” and as a result would always put himself first. He shall be ignorant of his parent’s efforts and hardships.
When he starts to work and steps into the real world, he assumes that everyone must listen to him. And when he makes it to the top, he may never realize how much suffering his employees endured and may always blame others for failures.
These kind of people, may deliver good results, may be successful for a while, but eventually would not feel that sense of achievement. He will grumble at life and may develop hatred within himself and eventually want and fight for even more.
If we ourselves behave as such kind of protective parents to our children, then, do we actually love the child; or are we just simply destroying the child?
You may let your child live in a big house, eat the finest meals, learn the
piano, have the latest gadgets, or watch the big screen TV. But when you are
gardening and cutting the grass, please let them experience that chore with you.
After a fine meal at home, let them wash their plates and bowls together with
their siblings. It is not so much about not having the money to hire a maid, but it is more so much as to wanting to love them in a right way. You would want them to understand that no matter how rich parents are they too will grow gray hair one day and grow old, just as the mother of that young man did.
The most important thing is that your child learns how to appreciate the efforts of life experiences the difficulties and learns the ability to work with others to get thing done and to all live in harmony.
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