March 5 2016

Boy’s Job Appraisal – Đánh giá công việc của chàng trai

A little boy went into a drug store, reached for a soda carton and pulled it over to the telephone. He climbed onto the carton so that he could reach the buttons on the phone and proceeded to punch in seven digits (phone numbers).  The store-owner observed and listened to the conversation.

Boy: ‘Lady, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?

Woman: (at the other end of the phone line): ‘I already have someone to cut my lawn.’

Boy: ‘Lady, I will cut your lawn for half the price of the person who cuts your lawn now.’

Woman: I’m very satisfied with the person who is presently cutting my lawn.

Boy: (with more perseverance) : ‘Lady, I’ll even sweep your curb and your sidewalk, so on Sunday you will have the prettiest lawn in all of Palm beach , Florida.’

Woman: No, thank you.

With a smile on his face, the little boy replaced the receiver. The store-owner, who was listening to all this, walked over to the boy.

Store Owner: ‘Son… I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and would like to offer you a job.’

Boy: ‘No thanks.’

Store Owner: But you were really pleading for one.

Boy: No Sir, I was just checking my performance at the Job I already have. I am the one who is working for that lady I was talking to!’

Moral: This is what we call ‘Self Appraisal’.  Every time if we don’t get ahead of others, we blame others for it.  We should look to our self and compare, find own weaknesses and work hard to throw away weaknesses.  Always Work Hard, Honest and with full Dedication.  It will always pay up.

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March 5 2016

Father Son Conversation – Cuộc trò chuyện giữa bố và con

Once day, father was doing some work and his son came and asked, “Daddy, may I ask you a question?” Father said, “Yeah sure, what it is?” So his son asked, “Dad, how much do you make an hour?” Father got bit upset and said, “That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?” Son said, “I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?” So, father told him that “I make Rs. 500 per hour.”

“Oh”, the little boy replied, with his head down. Looking up, he said, “Dad, may I please borrow Rs. 300?” The father furiously said, “if the only reason you asked about my pay is so that you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or other nonsense, then march yourself to your room and go to bed. Think why you are being so selfish. I work hard every day and do not like this childish behavior.”

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy’s questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think, “May be there was something he really needed to buy with that Rs. 300 and he really didn’t ask for money very often!” The man went to the door of little boy’s room and opened the door. “Are you a sleep, 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 out my aggravation on you, Here’s the Rs.300 you asked for”.

The little boy sat straight up, smiling “oh thank you dad!” He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled some crippled up notes. 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 his father.

“Why do you want 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 Rs. 500 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you”. Father was dumbstruck.

Moral: It’s just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life! We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family.

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March 1 2016

Making Relations Special – Tạo những mối quan hệ đặc biệt

When I was a kid, my Mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made dinner after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my Mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all dad did was reached for his biscuit, smile at my Mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!

When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my Mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I’ll never forget what he said: “Honey, I love burned biscuits.”

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, “Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she’s real tired. And besides – a little burned biscuit never hurt anyone!”

Moral: Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I’m not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I’ve learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults – and choosing to celebrate each others differences – is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

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February 7 2016

Birbal caught the Thief – Birbal bắt trộm

Once a rich merchant’s house was robbed. The merchant suspected that the thief was one of his servants. So he went to Birbal and mentioned the incident. Birbal went to his house and assembled all of his servants and asked that who stole the merchant’s things. Everybody denied.

Birbal thought for a moment, then gave a stick of equal length to all the servants of the merchant and said to them that the stick of the real thief will be longer by two inches tomorrow. All the servants should be present here again tomorrow with heir sticks.

All the servants went to their homes and gathered again at the same place the next day. Birbal asked them to show him their sticks. One of the servants had his stick shorter by two inches. Birbal said, “This is your thief, merchant.”

Later the merchant asked Birbal, “How did you catch him?” Birbal said, “The thief had already cut his stick short by two inches in the night fearing that his stick will be longer by two inches by morning.”

Moral: Truth will always Prevail.

Dịch bởi Huynh ICT

Một lần  trong ngôi nhà của một thương gia giàu có đã bị trộm. Thương gia đã nghi ngờ kẻ trộm là một trong những người hầu của mình. Vì vậy, ông đến gặp Birbal và đề cập vụ việc. Birbal đế n nhà của thương gia và tập hợp tất cả các người hầu lại. Ngài hỏi rằng ai đã lấy trộm những thứ trong nhà thương gia. Mọi người đều từ chối.

Birbal suy nghĩ một lúc, sau đó cho một cây gậy dài bằng nhau cho tất cả các người hầu này và nói với họ rằng đây là cây gậy của kẻ trộm nó sẽ dài hơn 2 inch vào sáng ngày mai. Tất cả các người phải có mặt ở đây vào ngày mai với chiếc gậy này.

Tất cả những người hầu về nhà của họ và ngay hôm sau họ đã tập trung lại ở vị trí như đã hẹn. Birbal yêu cầu họ để cho ông ta gậy của họ. Một trong những người hầu có cây gậy của mình ngắn hơn 2 inch. Birbal nói, “Đây chính là tên trộm, thương gia.”

Sau đó các thương gia hỏi Birbal, “Làm thế nào mà bạn bắt anh ta?” Birbal nói, “Kẻ trộm đã cắt cây gậy ngắn lại 2 inch trong đêm vì sợ rằng cây gậy của mình sẽ dài hơn 2 inch vào buổi sáng.”

Bài học: Sự thật sẽ luôn luôn Thắng.

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January 15 2016

Pencil and Eraser – Bút chì và cục tẩy

Pencil: I’m sorry
Eraser: For what? You didn’t do anything wrong.
Pencil: I’m sorry because you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you’re always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller each time.

Eraser: That’s true. But I don’t really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though one day, I know I’ll be gone and you’ll replace me with a new one, I’m actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad.
I found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their children are the pencil. They’re always there for their children, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way, they get hurt, and become smaller / older, and eventually pass on. Though their children will eventually find someone new (spouse), but parents are still happy with what they do for their children, and will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying, or sad. All my life, I’ve been the pencil. And it pains me to see the eraser that is my parents getting smaller and smaller each day. For I know that one day, all that I’m left with would be eraser shavings and memories of what I used to have.
“We never know the love of our parents for us till we have become parents.”
Bút chì và cục tẩy
Bút chì: Mình xin lỗi
Cục tẩy: Vì cái gì chứ? Cậu có làm gì sai đâu.
Bút chì: Mình xin lỗi vì cậu phải chịu đau đớn vì mình. Bất cứ khi nào mình gây ra lỗi, cậu luôn ở đó để sửa sai giúp mình. Nhưng khi cậu làm biến mất những lỗi của mình, cậu cũng mất đi một phần của chính cậu. Cậu nhỏ dần đi sau mỗi lần như thế.
Cục tẩy: Đúng vậy. Nhưng mình thực sự chẳng lấy làm phiền. Cậu thấy đấy, mình được tạo ra để làm công việc đó mà. Mình được tạo ra để giúp cậu bất cứ khi nào cậu làm sai điều gì. Mặc dù một ngày nào đó, mình biết mình sẽ biến mất và cậu sẽ thay thế mình bằng một cục tẩy mới, mình thực sự hạnh phúc với nhiệm vụ của mình. Vì thế, làm ơn đừng lo cho mình. Mình không thích thấy cậu buồn.
Tôi đã tìm thấy cuộc hội thoại đầy cảm xúc trên đây giữa bút chì và cục tẩy. Những người làm cha mẹ cũng giống như cục tẩy trong khi con cái chính là bút chì. Cha mẹ luôn có mặt để sửa chữa những sai lầm của con cái. Đôi khi trên chặng đường đó, cha mẹ phải chịu đau đơn và nhỏ đi/ già đi, và thậm chí qua đời. Và dù con cái họ cuối cùng tìm được một ai đó mới (vợ hoặc chồng), nhưng cha mẹ vẫn luôn hạnh phúc với những gì họ làm cho con mình, và không khi nào muốn thấy những đứa con thân yêu của mình phải lo lắng hay bồn phiền. Suốt cuộc đời mình, tôi đa luôn là một cây bút chì và thật đau lòng khi thấy cục tẩy là cha mẹ mình hàng ngày cứ hao mòn dần đi. Tôi biết rằng một ngày nào đó, tất cả những gì còn lại với tôi sẽ chỉ là những vụn tẩy và những kỷ niệm đã từng có.
“Chúng ta không bao giờ biết hết tình yêu thương cha mẹ dành cho chúng ta cho đến khi chúng ta trở thành người cha, người mẹ”.


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