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A Tale Of Choices
#WritcoStoryPrompt96
It's not about having a lot of stuff or having a lot of money to be rich. It all comes down to how you live your life. Come up with a tale to go along with it.
This is a tale my father used to tell me when I was just a little girl. It made a huge impact on the choices I made in life...
A long time ago in a small village there lived a widow with two sons. They were only two years apart in age and loved their mother very much. They were not a very rich family and when the widow's husband passed away, they were in a very bad financial state. The eldest son, 20 years of age at the time, had just started his new career as a admin clerk for a big insurance company, the youngest son, 18 years old had just finished his final year in High School.
He had at this point not decided what he wanted to do or be and therefor did odd jobs, bartending, waiter,etc. The eldest son, his name was Juan, was hardworking, strict, responsible and hated the poverty his family was in. He was ashamed of their financial state and sometimes in a fit of rage would blame his parents for not making better provision. He started climbing the corporate ladder fast and made remarkable progress. He began making alot of money. But he was greedy and harsh. To a point where he became so wrapped up in his success, that he forgot his roots and how hard his parents did try to give him the means to be great. He became heartless and cold, moved out of his mother's house, leaving his mother and younger brother to fend for themselves. He decided that day when he moved out, that he would never suffer financially again and never look back to this chapter...
It's not about having a lot of stuff or having a lot of money to be rich. It all comes down to how you live your life. Come up with a tale to go along with it.
This is a tale my father used to tell me when I was just a little girl. It made a huge impact on the choices I made in life...
A long time ago in a small village there lived a widow with two sons. They were only two years apart in age and loved their mother very much. They were not a very rich family and when the widow's husband passed away, they were in a very bad financial state. The eldest son, 20 years of age at the time, had just started his new career as a admin clerk for a big insurance company, the youngest son, 18 years old had just finished his final year in High School.
He had at this point not decided what he wanted to do or be and therefor did odd jobs, bartending, waiter,etc. The eldest son, his name was Juan, was hardworking, strict, responsible and hated the poverty his family was in. He was ashamed of their financial state and sometimes in a fit of rage would blame his parents for not making better provision. He started climbing the corporate ladder fast and made remarkable progress. He began making alot of money. But he was greedy and harsh. To a point where he became so wrapped up in his success, that he forgot his roots and how hard his parents did try to give him the means to be great. He became heartless and cold, moved out of his mother's house, leaving his mother and younger brother to fend for themselves. He decided that day when he moved out, that he would never suffer financially again and never look back to this chapter...
