Paul has a lot of kids—nine to be exact. Flying to a business meeting, he was chatting with his seatmate about family and was surprised to hear the man say, “I wish I had nine kids.” “You don't really know what you're wishing for,” Paul cautioned. “Yes, I do,” came the reply. “I have thirteen.”
保羅有好多孩子,確切地說有九個。乘飛機去參加一個業(yè)務(wù)會議途中,他和鄰座聊起他的家庭。聽到他的鄰座說:“但愿我也有九個孩子”,他很吃驚。他警告說:“你并不懂你的但愿意味著什么。”鄰座回答說:“我懂。我有13個。”