● 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 heart to us.

...Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole in your
fence.

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