Saturday 10 April 2010

NAIL IN THE FENCE

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.


His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily  gradually dwindled down.  He discovered  that   it was easier to hold his temper than to  drive those nails into the fence.


Finally, the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father  suggested that the  boy now pull out one nail each day that he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence & said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the  holes in the fence. The fence will never be  the same. When you say things in anger,  they leave a scar just like this one."

It  won't matter how many times you say, "I'm sorry", the wound is still there. " A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one."

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