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Dear Friends

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Jonathan

2006/12/05 John's A5 Speech

Speech project: The Touching Story (A5)

Speech title: The Most Important Thing in Life

Time limit: 6 to 8 minutes

What is the most important thing in your life? Is it money? Work? Family? Friendship? Relationship? Ladies and gentlemen, tonight I am going to tell you a story about a young man learns what the most important thing is in life from an old man next door. You will find the most important thing in your life is always with you.


Jack was a young man who worked in Wall Street, New York. He was as ambitious as the other people in finance business, trying to make a big fortune from the richest place in the world. Like most of office workers in Wall Street, he devoted himself to his job. He worked twelve hours a day. So Jack had very little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.
Tom Hagen was an old man who lived next door to Jack when he was a child. Tom had no child and his wife passed away. He had taken care of Jack since Jack’s father died when Jack was 7. Tom stepped in to make sure Jack had a man’s influence in his childhood because the rest of Jack’s family members were all female, his mother and two sisters. Jack had spent a lot of time in Tom’s house in his childhood. They played together and Tom taught Jack lessons in life.
It’d been years since Jack had seen Tom. One day, Jack received a phone call from his mother. Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Tom Hagen died last night. The funeral is on Wednesday." Suddenly, all the memories flashed through his mind like an old silent movie as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

And his mother kept saying” Mr. Hagen didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he would ask how you were doing. He liked to talk about the time you spent in his house when you were a child.”
"I wouldn't be in this business if he’s not there. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said.

Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Tom's funeral was small and peace. Only a few people were there.

The night before he had to return home, Jack decided to see Tom’s house one more time with his mother.

Standing in the house, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every little thing held Jack’s memories……Suddenly, Jack stopped.

"What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.

"The box is gone," he said.

"What box?” his Mom asked.

"There was a small box on the top of Tom’s desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. And he always told me it was the thing most important to him.” Jack said.

It was gone. Everything was there in the same place except the box!

"Now I'll never know what was so valuable and important to him," Jack said. He went home disappointedly and caught an early flight to New York the next day.

Jack took a taxi to his office right after his airplane arrived at New York. Jack thought he had spent a lot of time in his hometown; there must be a lot of things to do in the office. When he got in the office, he saw a small package on his desk. The package was packed like it had been wrapped up for a hundred years. Jack opened the package; it was the box and a note. Tom Hagen mailed the box to Jack two days before he died! He knew he was dying! Jack took the note with his trembling hand and it read” Jack, this is the thing I value most and most important in my life”. It took his breathe away after reading the note. Then he opened the box and found a valuable watch and another note. The note read” Jack, thanks for your time—Tom Hagen”. At the moment, Jack realized the whole thing. “The most important thing in his life…..was….my time!”

Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then walked out his office and cleared his meetings for the next two days. "Why?" Jessie, his secretary asked. "I need some time to spend with my wife and son," Jack said. "Oh, by the way, Jessie...thanks for your time!"

Ladies and gentlemen, "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away,"

Time has a way of getting away from all of us...TAKE THE TIME...NOW.