Anger
Lesson
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 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 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 the 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. Friends are very rare jewels, indeed.
They make you smile and encourage you to
succeed. They lend an ear; they share words
of praise; and they always want to open their
hearts to us.
Author Unknown
