The ex--doorman opened his toolbox and his neighbor chose a clamp, a screwdriver, a hammer and a chisel. He paid to him and one went away.
- All we do not have four days to make our purchases…, - he remembered.
If this were certain, much people could need that he traveled to bring tools. In the following trip she decided that she would risk something of the money of the indemnification bringing more tools of those than she had sold. Of step, she could save time in trips.
The voice by the district began to run itself and many neighbors decided to let travel to make their purchases. Once per week, now the salesman of tools traveled and bought what their clients needed. Soon account occurred of which if it found a place where to store the tools, it could save more trips and make more money. So he rented the premises. Later he extended the entrance of the warehouse and weeks later he added a showcase, so that the premises were transformed into the first ironworks of the town. All were contentments and bought in their store. No longer it had to travel, because the ironworks of the neighboring town sent its orders to him: she was a good client. With time, all the buyers of moved away small towns more preferred to buy in their ironworks and to save two days of trip. A day, it was happened to him that his friend, the turner, could make for him the heads of the hammers. And later… So that no? Also the pliers, the clamps and the chisels. Later the nails and the screws came… Not to extend the story too much, I will say to you that ten years that man became a manufacturing millionaire of tools, with honesty and work. And it finished being the most powerful industralist of the region. So powerful it was that, a day, in the occasion of the beginning of the scholastic year, decided to donate to its town a school. - Besides to read and to write, to the arts and the offices there would be taught more practitioners of the time, - it thought.
The mayor organized a great celebration of inauguration of the school and an important supper of tribute for his founder. To desserts, the mayor gave the keys to him of the city and embracing to him he said to him:
- It is with great pride and gratitude that we requested to him that he grants the honor to us to put his company/signature in front page of the honor roll of the school.
- The honor would be for me, - the man said, - but not to ***reflx mng themselves nor to write. I am illiterate.
- You? - the mayor said, that he did not finish of creerlo- You do not know to read nor to write? You constructed an industrial empire without knowing how to read nor to write? I am astonished. I wonder myself what had done if it had known to read and to write.
- I can be said, - the man with calm responded. - If I had known to read and to write… would be the doorman of the brothel!
There was in that town no a worse paid worse seen office and than the one of doorman of the brothel… But, what another thing could make that man? In fact, never it had learned to read neither to write, did not have no other activity nor office. In fact, it was his position because his father had been the doorman of that brothel before he, and before he, the father of its father. During decades, the brothel had passed of parents to children and portería also.
A day, the old proprietor died and creative and enterprising a young person with restlessness, became position of the brothel. The young person decided to modernize the business. He modified the rooms and later he mentioned the personnel to give new instructions them. To the doorman he said to him: - To start off of today, you, besides to be in the door, he is going to me to prepare a weekly report. There he will write down the amount of pairs that enter every day. One of each five, he will ask to them how they were taken care of and what they would correct of the place. And once per week, he will present/display that report to me with the commentaries that you create advisable.
The man shook. It had never needed predisposition to work, but…
- He would enchant to Me to satisfy him, Sir - he stammered, but I… do not know to read nor to write.
- Ah! How much I feel it! As you understand, I cannot pay to another person so that she does this and either I cannot hope to that you learn to write, therefore…
- But, Sir, you cannot dismiss to me. I have worked in this all my life, like my father and my grandfathers…
It did not let it finish. - It watches, I I include/understand it, but I cannot do nothing by you. Logically we will give to an indemnification, that is to say, an amount him of money so that it can subsist until it finds a another job. So I feel it. That it has luck.
And, immediately, it gave average return and one went away. The man felt that the world collapsed. He had never thought that he could get to be in that situation. He arrived at his house, unemployed person for the first time in his life. What could do? Then he remembered that sometimes, in the brothel, when a bed was broken or the leg of a closet spoiled, ingeniaba to become a simple and provisional adjustment with a hammer and nails. He thought that this could be a transitory occupation until somebody offered a use to him. He looked for by all the house the tools that needed, and only found nails oxidized and notched pliers. He had to buy a toolbox completes and, for that, he would use a part of the money that had received. In the corner of his house one found out that in his town there was no ironworks, and that he would have to travel two days in mule to go to the town closest to make the purchase. - What plus gives? , - it thought. And it undertook the march.
To his return, it took a beautiful one and it completes toolbox. It had not finished taking off the boots when they called to the door of his house; he was his neighbor.
- It came to ask to him if it would not have a hammer that to render to me.
- It watches, yes, I finish it buying but I need it to work. Since I have remained without use…
- Good, but I would give back it tomorrow very early.
- He is well.
To the following morning, as there was fiance', the neighbor called to his door.
- He watches, still I need the hammer. So that me he does not sell it?
- No, I need it to work and, in addition, the ironworks is to two days of mule.
- We make a treatment - the neighbor said. - I him promissory note to you both days of going and both of return, plus the price of the hammer. Total, you are without work. What seems to him?
Really, this employed to him during four days… It accepted.
To his return, another neighbor waited for it to the door of his house.
- Hello, neighbor. You sold a hammer to him to our friend?
- Yes…
- I need tools. I am had to pay to him to its four days of trip and one small gain by each one them. It already knows: all we do not have four days to make our purchases.
The ex--doorman opened his toolbox and his neighbor chose a clamp, a screwdriver, a hammer and a chisel. He paid to him and one went away.
- All we do not have four days to make our purchases…, - he remembered.
If this were certain, much people could need that he traveled to bring tools. In the following trip she decided that she would risk something of the money of the indemnification bringing more tools of those than she had sold. Of step, she could save time in trips.
The voice by the district began to run itself and many neighbors decided to let travel to make their purchases. Once per week, now the salesman of tools traveled and bought what their clients needed. Soon account occurred of which if it found a place where to store the tools, it could save more trips and make more money. So he rented the premises. Later he extended the entrance of the warehouse and weeks later he added a showcase, so that the premises were transformed into the first ironworks of the town. All were contentments and bought in their store. No longer it had to travel, because the ironworks of the neighboring town sent its orders to him: she was a good client. With time, all the buyers of moved away small towns more preferred to buy in their ironworks and to save two days of trip. A day, it was happened to him that his friend, the turner, could make for him the heads of the hammers. And later… So that no? Also the pliers, the clamps and the chisels. Later the nails and the screws came… Not to extend the story too much, I will say to you that ten years that man became a manufacturing millionaire of tools, with honesty and work. And it finished being the most powerful industralist of the region. So powerful it was that, a day, in the occasion of the beginning of the scholastic year, decided to donate to its town a school. - Besides to read and to write, to the arts and the offices there would be taught more practitioners of the time, - it thought.
The mayor organized a great celebration of inauguration of the school and an important supper of tribute for his founder. To desserts, the mayor gave the keys to him of the city and embracing to him he said to him:
- It is with great pride and gratitude that we requested to him that he grants the honor to us to put his company/signature in front page of the honor roll of the school.
- The honor would be for me, - the man said, - but not to ***reflx mng themselves nor to write. I am illiterate.
- You? - the mayor said, that he did not finish of creerlo- You do not know to read nor to write? You constructed an industrial empire without knowing how to read nor to write? I am astonished. I wonder myself what had done if it had known to read and to write.
- I can be said, - the man with calm responded. - If I had known to read and to write… would be the doorman of the brothel!
