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 he 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 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 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 thing in anger, they have a scar just like these holes.You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say 'I am sorry ', the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as physical one."
这时,父亲领着他来到了篱笆边,对他说,"孩子,你做得很好.可是你看看篱笆上的钉子洞,这面篱笆再也不能恢复到从前的样子了.当你生气出口伤人时,就会留下像这些洞一样的伤口.你在别人身上插了一刀再拔出来,即使你说多少遍 ' 对不起' 都不重要了,伤口依然存在.因为言语的伤害和身体的伤害是一样疼痛的.
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. Let's be kind to one another.