The Meaning of Five More Minutes
A father sat at a park watching his daughter play on the swings. A mother sat next to him, and they began chatting as her son climbed the jungle gym. Then the father called out to his daughter:
"Mary! It's time to go!"
"Five more minutes, Daddy!" the little girl pleaded. "Just five more minutes?"
He smiled.
"Okay. Five more minutes."
The father waited much longer than five minutes, then called to his daughter again. Once again, the child asked for five minutes, and the father nodded.
"You're very patient," the mother commented.
The father nodded again. "Her older brother just went off to college. I often worked long hours and didn't spend enough time with him, and now I miss him. So while my daughter thinks she's getting five more minutes to play, I'm getting five more minutes to watch her."
"Mary! It's time to go!"
"Five more minutes, Daddy!" the little girl pleaded. "Just five more minutes?"
He smiled.
"Okay. Five more minutes."
The father waited much longer than five minutes, then called to his daughter again. Once again, the child asked for five minutes, and the father nodded.
"You're very patient," the mother commented.
The father nodded again. "Her older brother just went off to college. I often worked long hours and didn't spend enough time with him, and now I miss him. So while my daughter thinks she's getting five more minutes to play, I'm getting five more minutes to watch her."
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