The Fisherman and the Harvard Boy ..

*I was told the essence of this story by someone whom I forgot who he is. If you are reading, thanks for the story!
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A harvard kid went on a hiking trip. For he was very skilled in directions and reading the maps, he got lost, ending on some sort of a shoreline with fishing boats all over. He was lost, so he didn't know whether that is a lake, sea, ocean, or gulf since there was no sign there. Wandering around the shoreline cluelessly looking for some help, he stumbled upon a fisherman who was back early from his fishing trip for that day.

Fisherman: hey city boy, you look confused?
Harvard boy: Sir, I am looking for the rocky mountains?
Fisherman: hahahahaha ... what? dady left you behind in the gas station?
Harvard boy: I understand your critisizm sir, but I think I am lost.
Fisherman: dont 'sir' me kid ... relax ... have you had lunch yet? My wife is waiting me on lunch.

Even though Harvard boy was about to puke from the smell of fish around him, he accepted the invitation only because he has not eaten since breakfast, and that is not good for his diet.

Fisherman: I will take you to the bus station to take you back home afterward.
Harvard boy: Thank you sir. Your kindness is most appreciated.
Fisherman: haha ... you city boys can never loosen up that tie, can you?
Harvard boy: sir, I am wearing cargo pants and a T-shirt!
Fiherman (whispering): Lord, hopeless case!

The two went on to the fisherman house, or more like a cabin. The cabin was simple, had one or two rooms, kitchen, a small bathroom, and a porch. It was not so far from the shoreline. They were even able to see his boat from the porch. Harvard boy had no time to look around or notice that he is eating in what he would call a dumbster! He didn't even notice that afer eating, because it took only few minutes, while the fisherman went inside to bring the tea, for him to sleep in his seat. The fisherman carried him and put him in his kid's room, where she sleeps, play, paint, and play with her dolls!

The fisherman took the kids out to play with them, and opted to not go back to to fish, and he has done good enough for the day. Sun was hiding behind that extended horizon, behind the water, leaving little light for all those boats in the middle of the water. Sun was more of laughing at them, laughing so hard that it's turning red. They knew when the sun was leaving, because she left almost the same time yesterday. Yet, they wait and wait trying to catch one more fish while there is some light.

It was pitch black and Harvard boy hadn't waken up yet. The Fisherman took the kids to sleep in his bed. Sat next to them with his wife until they slept. Then, he went out to watch the stars as he has been doing everynight with his wife since they got married three years ago.

Morning came, bright and early. Harvard boy woke up refreshed, despite the backache. "I miss my bed!" Harvard boy thought. He started collecting his thoughts, and how he ended up in this ewww place! Yet, he felt grateful for this fisherman, which was a scary feeling for him. He was not used for being by people, let alone helped by his own folks. He always thought of himself as a solo project. Has he had money on him, he would have gave the fisherman some money or something. Nothing is free, that's what his MBA degree taught him.

Breakfast was delicious. Though, it was time for life to go back on to it is norms, and each goes back to his regular life. While they were walking, Harvard boy's brain was racing to find a way to thank the fisherman. Meanwhile, he was engaging in the fisherman with some regural common talks.

Harvard boy: ... how long have you been in the fishing business?
Fisherman: you son cracks me up .. fishing business ... son ... I aint but a poor fisherman with small boat barely getting myself from day to day. I wake up in the morning ... fish till it's noon ... go home for lunch then go back later to clean up the boat and prepare for the next day's trip.
Harvard boy: That is it .. so ... you work six hrs a day?
Fisherman: When I am inspired!

A light bulb went on Harvard's boy head. He knew now how he is giving back to the fisherman.
Harvard boy: ok ... here is what I am going to do for you. I will be your financial advisor, and help you grow with your buisness. Ok .. (harvard boy getting excited)
so .. you have to work harder. untill you buy a larger boat. Then you start making more money. With that money, you buy another boat. Hire another fisherman to work on it. You save more money, and buy more boats and more boats. Then you start your own company, and you're set.
Fisherman: Then ?
Harvard boy: then what ... then you are rich ... you buy a nice house ... you move there ... you retire and enjoy your hobbies ... have fun with your kids ... buy them everything they want ..

Fisherman: Thank you son ... I prefer to give my kids a father now on giving them the dream of nicer clothes and toys!