Saturday, August 29, 2009



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 is was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
So the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail a day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
The father took his son by the hand and went to the fence. He said " You have done well, my son, but look at all those 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 time you say "I'm Sorry the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one"

~ Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echos are truly endless.

~Don't worry that your children never listen to you; worry that they are always watching you.

~You can never do a act kindness too soon, because you never know how soon it will be to late.

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