WINK AND GROW RICH

Richard’s father had worked all his life as a carpenter. He had always wanted wealth but had never received it. That drove him to work even harder, and the pressure had finally squashed him flat.

“Richard, every day for the last 20 years I have visited the Well of Wealth and spent a dollar. Today, I need your help. Here’s a dollar. Go buy another bucket of that Well Water, son. I’m counting on you.”

Richard was nine years old. He felt sorry for his father, and a little scared. The wealth of the family now lay in his hands, with this dollar note. This dollar was the key to his family’s wealth and his father’s health.

THE WELL

As Richard walked the path to the Well, he wondered why the Well hadn’t given generously to his father, or to most of the other villagers for that matter. Many of them were in a worse financial state than  his poor dad.

Sure, they got a bucket of that Well Water every day without fail. But from what he could see, all they ever did was drink it dry.

Richard asked an old lady,she owned the well.He wanted to be rich.

 “Well, well, well! You want to be wealthy. And when will you know when you get there?”

“How hard are you willing to work to become wealthy?”

The old lady asked him

she said “Think it, ink it.”