There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.

His Father gave him a bag of nails & told him that every time he lost
his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.

The 1st 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 & 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 & the young boy was finally able to tell his father
that all the nails were gone.

The father took his son by the hand & led him to the fence.

He said, "You've 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 these holes.

You can put a knife in a man & 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.

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