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a story mi pastor shared with us in church a few weeks ago. When he shared it mi member thinking, "thats what I've been trying to express to those around me for ages.."
He gave the Canadian version.. mi just edit it a bit fi Jamaican purposes but its still very poignant especially today..
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<span style="font-weight: bold">The American Dream</span></span>
An American businessman was standing at the pier of a small coastal Jamaican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large Yellow Fin tuna. The American complimented the Jamaican on the quality of his fish.
"How long it took you to catch them?" The American asked.
"Only a little while." The Jamaican replied.
"Why don't you stay out longer and catch more fish?" The American then asked.
"I have enough to support my family's immediate needs." The Jamaican said.
"But," The American then asked, "What do you do with the rest of your time?"
The Jamaican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, waste some time on Jamaicans.com, dugudugu (sex for the yankees) and then fall asleep with my wife Wendy, stroll into the village each evening where I drink some rum and play dominoes with my bredrens, I have a full and busy life, bossman."
The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds you buy a bigger boat, and with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats."
"Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the consumers, eventually opening your own can factory. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Kingston, then Florida and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."
The Jamaican fisherman asked, "But bossman, how long will this all take?"
To which the American replied, "20-30 years."
"But what then, bossie?" asked the fisherman.
The American laughed and said, "That's the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO (Initial Public Offering) and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions."
"Millions, bossie? Then what?" asked the Jamaican fisherman
The American said slowly, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village in rural Jamaica, where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, waste time on the internet, make mad passionate midday love to your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could drink white rum and play dominoes with your friends...." </span></span>
He gave the Canadian version.. mi just edit it a bit fi Jamaican purposes but its still very poignant especially today..
<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'"><span style="color: #000066"><span style="text-decoration: underline">
<span style="font-weight: bold">The American Dream</span></span>
An American businessman was standing at the pier of a small coastal Jamaican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large Yellow Fin tuna. The American complimented the Jamaican on the quality of his fish.
"How long it took you to catch them?" The American asked.
"Only a little while." The Jamaican replied.
"Why don't you stay out longer and catch more fish?" The American then asked.
"I have enough to support my family's immediate needs." The Jamaican said.
"But," The American then asked, "What do you do with the rest of your time?"
The Jamaican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, waste some time on Jamaicans.com, dugudugu (sex for the yankees) and then fall asleep with my wife Wendy, stroll into the village each evening where I drink some rum and play dominoes with my bredrens, I have a full and busy life, bossman."
The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds you buy a bigger boat, and with the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats."
"Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the consumers, eventually opening your own can factory. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Kingston, then Florida and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."
The Jamaican fisherman asked, "But bossman, how long will this all take?"
To which the American replied, "20-30 years."
"But what then, bossie?" asked the fisherman.
The American laughed and said, "That's the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO (Initial Public Offering) and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions."
"Millions, bossie? Then what?" asked the Jamaican fisherman
The American said slowly, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village in rural Jamaica, where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, waste time on the internet, make mad passionate midday love to your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could drink white rum and play dominoes with your friends...." </span></span>
I'm going to borrow it 
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