A little girl and her father were crossing a bridge.
The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter:Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don’t fall into the river. The little girl said:No, Dad. You hold my hand.What’s the difference? Asked the puzzled father.There’s a big difference, replied the little girl.If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let
your hand go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go.
Sometimes wisdom can be learnt from the smallest of children.