The processTwo men were fishing. The first on catches a fish and then puts it to the bucket, then a second fish and puts in the bucket again. The second man catches a fish, then extricates it and throws it back to the sea and then he does the same thing again. The fist one looks at him and says: - Why are you throwing them back, don’t you like fish? - Well, I do not like fish…what I like is the process of fishing. - Since you are throwing them, why don’t you give them to me? You know I have a wife and eight children - Don’t tell me! You must be very fond of children. - Not really. I do not like children. What I like is the process. |