Why I like it here - Jim Jam - 10/11/07 05:47 PM
A boat docked at a tiny Belizean Island. An
American tourist complimented the San Pedrano fisherman on the quality of his fish
and asked how long it took him to catch them.
'Not very long,' answered the San Pedrano.
'But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch
more?' asked the American.
The San Pedrano explained that his small catch was
sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family.
The American asked, 'But what do you do with the
rest of your time?'
'I sleep late, fish a little, play with my
children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the
town to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few
songs. I have a full life.'
The American interrupted, 'I have an MBA from
Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You
can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a
bigger boat.'
'And after that?' asked the San Pedrano.
'With the extra money the larger boat will bring,
you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire
fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then
negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own
plant. You can then leave this little Island and move to Miami, Los
Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new
enterprise.'
'How long would that take?' asked the San Pedrano.
'Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years,' replied the
American.
'And after that?'
'Afterwards? Well my friend, that's when it gets
really interesting,' answered the American, laughing. 'When your business gets
really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!'
'Millions? Really? And after that?' asked the
San Pedrano.
'After that you'll be able to retire, live on a
tiny Island near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few
fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and
enjoying your friends.'
And the moral of this story is: ......... Know
where you're going in life... you may already be there.
Regards,
Jim
American tourist complimented the San Pedrano fisherman on the quality of his fish
and asked how long it took him to catch them.
'Not very long,' answered the San Pedrano.
'But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch
more?' asked the American.
The San Pedrano explained that his small catch was
sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family.
The American asked, 'But what do you do with the
rest of your time?'
'I sleep late, fish a little, play with my
children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the
town to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few
songs. I have a full life.'
The American interrupted, 'I have an MBA from
Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You
can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a
bigger boat.'
'And after that?' asked the San Pedrano.
'With the extra money the larger boat will bring,
you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire
fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then
negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own
plant. You can then leave this little Island and move to Miami, Los
Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new
enterprise.'
'How long would that take?' asked the San Pedrano.
'Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years,' replied the
American.
'And after that?'
'Afterwards? Well my friend, that's when it gets
really interesting,' answered the American, laughing. 'When your business gets
really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!'
'Millions? Really? And after that?' asked the
San Pedrano.
'After that you'll be able to retire, live on a
tiny Island near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few
fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and
enjoying your friends.'
And the moral of this story is: ......... Know
where you're going in life... you may already be there.
Regards,
Jim