2tiredmom
10-25-2006, 02:19 PM
NAIL IN THE FENCE
>
>A Good Story for Great Friends.....
>Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence!
>There once was a little girl who had a bad temper. Her mother gave her a
bag of nails and told her that every time she lost her temper, she must
hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the girl had driven
37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks,
>as she learned to control her anger, the number of nails hammered daily
gradually dwindled down. She discovered it was easier to hold her temper
than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the
girl
didn't lose her temper at all. She told her mother about it and the mother
suggested that the girl now pull out one nail for each day that she was
able
to hold her temper. The day passed and the young girl was finally able to
tell her mother that all the nails were gone. The mother took her daughter
by the hand and led her to the fence. She said, "You have done well, my
daughter, 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 person 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.
>
>A Good Story for Great Friends.....
>Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence!
>There once was a little girl who had a bad temper. Her mother gave her a
bag of nails and told her that every time she lost her temper, she must
hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the girl had driven
37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks,
>as she learned to control her anger, the number of nails hammered daily
gradually dwindled down. She discovered it was easier to hold her temper
than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the
girl
didn't lose her temper at all. She told her mother about it and the mother
suggested that the girl now pull out one nail for each day that she was
able
to hold her temper. The day passed and the young girl was finally able to
tell her mother that all the nails were gone. The mother took her daughter
by the hand and led her to the fence. She said, "You have done well, my
daughter, 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 person 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.