A Young Man...

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A young man went to seek an important position at a large printing company. He passed the initial interview and was going to meet the director for the final interview. The director saw his resume, it was excellent. And asked, '
- Have you received a scholarship for school?' The boy replied, " No '.
-' It was your father who paid for your studies? '
-' Yes.'- He replied.
-' Where does your father work? '
-' My father is a Blacksmith'
The Director asked the young to show him his hands.
The young man showed a pair of hands soft and perfect.
-' Have you ever helped your parents at their job? '
-' Never, my parents always wanted me to study and read more books. Besides, he can do the job better than me.
The director said:
-' I have got a request: When you go home today, go and wash the hands of your father and then come see me tomorrow morning.'

The young felt his chance to get the job was high.
When he returned to his house he asked his father if he would allow him to wash their hands.
His father felt strange, happy, but with mixed feelings and showed their hands to his son. The young washed his hands, little by little. It was the first time that he noticed his father's hands were wrinkled and they had so many scars. Some bruises were so painful that his skin shuddered when he touched them.
This was the first time that the young man recognized what it meant for this pair of hands to work every day to be able to pay for his study. The bruises on the hands were the price that he payed for their education, his school activities and his future.
After cleaning his father's hands the young man stood in silence and began to tidy and clean up the workshop. That night, father and son talked for a long time.

The next morning, the young man went to the office of the director.
The Director noticed the tears in the eyes of the young when He asked him: -' Can you tell me what you did and what you learned yesterday at your house?'
The boy replied: -' I washed my father's hands and when I finished I stayed and cleaned his workshop '
-' Now I know what it is to appreciate and recognize that without my parents , I would not be who I am today . By helping my father I now realize how difficult and hard it is to do something on my own. I have come to appreciate the importance and the value in helping the family.

The director said, "This is what I look for in my people. I want to hire someone who can appreciate the help of others , a person who knows the hardship of others to do things, and a person who does not put money as his only goal in life". ' You are hired '.

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Entry #1,660

Comments

Avatar dallascowboyfan -
#1
Nice story Emily. Today's kids need to read this and understand the sacrifices that parents/grandparents make. I will be forwarding this to my family/ coworkers.
Avatar sully16 -
#2
They should post this in every High School in America.
Avatar CARBOB -
#3
This brought back memories. Forgive me, if I have told this before. In 1959, I graduated at 17. After returning from our senior trip. I went looking for my first job. My brother worked at a JP Stevens cloth plant. He told me to apply there and don't talk to anyone in personnel, but Mr. Thomas. The office opened at 8 am , I arrived at 7:30. I was the first one in line. The receptionist put me in an office with papers to fill out. This took about an hour, after giving her back the papers. She told me to wait in the waiting room. About 2 pm, she tell me, Mr. Thomas will see you now. He tells me, you did quite well on the aptitude tests. He asked, if I thought I would like working as a Cloth Inspector? I told him, I was unsure, but I would love to give it a try. He called the supervisor and asked him to come to the personnel office. He tells the supervisor, this is one of your new inspectors. The supervisor gives a tour of the work area and introduces me to the other people. After the tour, he takes me back to personnel and tells me to be their next day at 7am. Mr. Thomas tells me, your salary will be based on production. I was so naïve, I didn't asked what that was.
After training for two weeks, the supervisor tell me, starting on Sunday night you will be on the third shift and your supervisor will be your trainer, and he hands me my first paycheck, for $98. My brother who had worked their for 5 years could not believe it, neither did my mom. That was not bad money for a 17 year old young man. The most, I ever brought home for a week was $150 after taxes. Both mom and dad were happy for me. The type of cloth, you inspected determine the amount of money you earn. God has been very good to me. Wonder if that was one of my WHITE PRIVILEGES??
Avatar emilyg -
#4
CARBOB - what a lovely post.
Avatar MADDOG10 -
#5
I guess after reading that CarBob, the trolls would have a new platform to work on White Privileges. Wow, imagine someone who worked for a living. You've done well.
Oh by the way have you seen the head trolls picture he posted of himself, even labeled it. Must be the new " Black Privilege ".

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