The fence

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 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. Make sure you
control your temper the next
time you are tempted to say
something you will regret
later.

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