The Lighter Side of Human Nature
"Too many cooks spoil the broth."
"Too many cooks spoil the broth."
Adapted from a popular story by Dr Abe V Rotor
A teenage son bought a pair of pants too long for him by two inches, he had to have it cut and sewed. Not having the skill to do it, and even if he did, some one can always accede to his request - he is the bunso (youngest) child in the family and the center of attention and service.
But on this particular day, on this particular hour, every one he approached to shorten his pants said, “Later, after I have finished what I am doing.”
His sister was cooking, his mother ironing clothes, his grandmother feeding the chicken. And when each one had finished her work, it was siesta time.
But remembering her grandson's request, the grandmother took the scissor and cut the pants two inches off, sewed it and left for siesta.
Next, the mother remembered her son's request, took the scissor and cut two inches off, sewed it, then took a nap. The sister suddenly remembered her brother’s request, took the scissor and cut two inches off and sewed. When the teenage son woke up, he tried his new pants, now repaired to his expectation.
But alas, his pair of pants has become into a porontong (half-short half-pants)!
What is the moral of the story? ~
"Too many cooks spoil the broth."
"Too many cooks spoil the broth."
Adapted from a popular story by Dr Abe V Rotor
A teenage son bought a pair of pants too long for him by two inches, he had to have it cut and sewed. Not having the skill to do it, and even if he did, some one can always accede to his request - he is the bunso (youngest) child in the family and the center of attention and service.
But on this particular day, on this particular hour, every one he approached to shorten his pants said, “Later, after I have finished what I am doing.”
His sister was cooking, his mother ironing clothes, his grandmother feeding the chicken. And when each one had finished her work, it was siesta time.
But remembering her grandson's request, the grandmother took the scissor and cut the pants two inches off, sewed it and left for siesta.
Next, the mother remembered her son's request, took the scissor and cut two inches off, sewed it, then took a nap. The sister suddenly remembered her brother’s request, took the scissor and cut two inches off and sewed. When the teenage son woke up, he tried his new pants, now repaired to his expectation.
But alas, his pair of pants has become into a porontong (half-short half-pants)!
What is the moral of the story? ~
