THE FENCE
There was a little boy with a bad temper.
His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every
time he lost his temper, to hammer a nail in the back fence.
The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.
Then it gradually dwindled down. He discovered 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 pull out one nail for 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. He said, "You have done well, my son, but
look at the holes in my fence. The fence will never be the
same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just
like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. 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.
I received this in an e-mail and thought it was a good
message. If everyone lived by this the world may not
be perfect place, but it would be alot nicer place to be,
that to often even as adults we say things in anger
not stopping to think of the consequences..