NAIL IN THE FENCE

NAIL IN THE FENCE

Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence.

(Most importantly the last sentence.)

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.”

It’s National Friendship Week.

Show your friends! how much you care.

Send this to
veryone you consider a FRIEND,

even if it means sending it back to the person who
sent it to you.

If it comes back to you,
then you’ll know you have a circle of friends.

YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I AM HONORED!

Now send this to every friend you have!!

And to your family.

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