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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 
 everyone 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. 
  Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole. 
Posted: 2005-04-29 00:38:47 UTC

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