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 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 a very rare jewel, indeed. They
make you smile and encourage you to succeed.
They lend an ear, they share a word of praise,
and they always want to open their hearts to us.

Show your friends how much you care.

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