The rich industrialist from the North was horrified to find the southern fisherman lying lazily beside his boat, smoking a pipe.
"Why aren't you out fishing?" said the industrialist.
"Because I have caught enough fish for the day," said the fisherman.
"Why don't you catch some more?"
"What would I do with them?"
"You could earn more money," was the industrialist's reply. "With that you could have a motor fixed to your boat and go into deeper waters and catch more fish. Then you would make enough to buy nylon nets. These would bring you more fish and more money. Soon you would have enough money to own two boats. . . maybe even a fleet of boats. Then you would be a rich man like me."
"What would I do then?" asked the fisherman.
"Then you could really enjoy life."
"What do you think I am doing right now?"
6 comments:
I love it, mom. Let's go fishing.
I'm confused. Who is 'Robyn?' Because I don't think that Robyn Gillespie would say "mom" or "Let's go fishing."
It was really Jethro that commented but it came across as Robyn. Not to worry.
I don't get how it said Robyn though....I've never been able to get it to say just me or Jethro... I'm confused as well. Jethro, how did you do that?
Ben, I think you and Robyn should feel comfortable enough to say 'mom.' Dave says it, and he's not even really in our family.
(And since we call him 'Uncle Dave' that would make him mom's brother at best...how does that work?)
But anyway, mom, I liked your blog. Makes you think about what we're actually working for and if we haven't already got it (i.e. every Sunday dinner).
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