What is your definition of freedom?

As young adults, we all want to be free. I am sure you can relate to that. I hate hav­ing to go to work for 8 hours and get 1 hour lunch and then hardly have enough time to do what I want to do when I get home. I want to be free. We all want free­dom to do what we really would like to do.

So what is your def­i­n­i­tion of free­dom? Think about that for a sec­ond. Some say free­dom is doing what you want to do, when you want to do it, with who you want to do it with.

What is your def­i­n­i­tion of free­dom? Here is an arti­cle by an unknown author that I am sure you can relate to.

In the United States of Amer­ica lies a large indus­trial city which is the site of one of the world’s largest slave labor camps.

Located in and around the cen­ter of this city are com­mu­nity set­tle­ments where the slaves live.

Each morn­ing the slaves move herd-like from their quar­ters into the slave labor camps.

Each one is at his or her sta­tion by 7:30 AM. Here they report to their mas­ter for the day’s duties. And here they remain chained until 5:00 PM when they’re released to go home.

The slaves have no choice as to how many hours they must labor. Some­times they are required to work over­time until their mas­ter tells them they may leave and go home.

Each year the slaves are told when to take their vaca­tions, for how long, and when they must return.

They have lit­tle choice as to how much money they earn as they are paid not what they are worth, but what the job is worth.

They are allowed very lit­tle time for lunch and cof­fee breaks dur­ing the labor hours.

The slaves will remain in their chains in great fear because the mas­ter can pun­ish them with the “fir­ing” or “lay­off” whip.

It is said that even some of the older slaves who have been good and faith­ful have felt the sting of the whip.

Day by day, year-by-year, the slaves toil and grow older until the mas­ter decides it is time to release them to the retire­ment camps where they’re forced to sit idle and wait for death.

It’s a well-known fact that the old slaves who try to keep work­ing are some­times whipped with a “stop-their-pension” whip.

I know these slave camps exist for I once was a slave.

But now I am a free man who lives among the slaves.

The rea­son I am free is because I am in busi­ness for myself as a Net­work Marketer.

Yes, I am truly free. I arise in the morn­ing at the hour called for by my schedule.

I decide my own hours. I can even sleep in late while the slaves are at work.

I can vaca­tion when, where, and for how long I please.

I’m free to take my cof­fee break and lunch when I decide.

And of course, I can decide my own pay­check because I am not a slave.

I can choose to work when and where I please and with whom I please.

I’m free to stay in the city for as long as I want, or to move on to greener pas­tures if I decide to.

I’ve seen many slaves sadly pack their belong­ings to leave their city in search of a new mas­ter, but it is always the same.

There is, how­ever, a ray of hope for the slave.

He or she can buy their own freedom.

The cost is not high, yet it seems high to those who do not have the courage to pay the price.

What is the price?

ONE MUST BE WILLING TO BE ONE’S OWN MASTER!

Now this is a great def­i­n­i­tion of freedom

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