May I borrow QR25

*A woman came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find her 5-year
old son waiting for her at the door.*

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*SON: 'Mummy, may I ask you a question?'*

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*MUM: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the woman.*

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*SON: 'Mummy, how much do you make an hour?'*

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*MUM: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the woman
said angrily.*

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*SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'*

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*MUM: 'If you must know, I make QR 50 an hour.'*

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*SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.*

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*SON: 'Mummy, may I please borrow R25?'*

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*The mother was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can
borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march
yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being
so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'*

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*The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door..*

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*The woman 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?*

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*After about an hour or so, the woman had calmed down , and started to
think:*

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*Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that R25.00 and she
really didn't ask for money very often The woman went to the door of the
little boy's room and opened the door.*

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*'Are you asleep, son?' She asked.*

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*'No Mummy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.*

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*'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard O n you earlier' said the woman.
'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you.*

*Here's the QR25 you asked for.'*

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*The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you Mummy!' he yelled.
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.*

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*The woman saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.*

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*The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his
mother.*

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*'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the mother grumbled.
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*'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.*

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*'Mummy, I have QR50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home
early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'*

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*The mother was crushed. She put his arms around her little son, and she
begged for his forgiveness.*

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*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. Do remember to
share that QR50 worth of your time with someone you love.*

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*If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily
replace us in a matter of hours. But the family & friends we leave behind
will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.*