Very inspiring. I love this story.
Michael Jordan was born in 1963, in the slums of Brooklyn, New York.
He had four siblings and his father’s earnings were not sufficient to provide for the whole family.
He grew up in a poor neighbourhood. Exposed to mindless violence and heavy discrimination in the slums, he saw for himself only a hopeless future.
His father saw in Michael, a lost soul and decided to do something.
He gave Michael, who was 13 years old, a piece of used clothing and asked: “What do you think the value of this outfit would be?”
Jordan replied,”Maybe one dollar.”
His father asked, “Can you sell it for two dollars? If you can sell it, it would mean that you are a big help to your family.”
Jordan nodded his head, “I’ll try, but no guarantee that I’ll be successful.”
Jordan carefully washed the cloth clean. Because they didn’t have an iron…
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