Tuesday, August 07, 2012

a story a fence could tell



There was a boy who was always losing his temper. His father gave him a bag full of nails and said to him, “My son, I want you to hammer a nail into our garden fence every time you need to direct your anger against something and you lose your temper."

So the son started to follow his father’s advice. On the first day he hammered in 37 nails, but getting the nails into the fence was not easy, so he started trying to control himself when he got angry.

As the days went by, he was hammering in less nails, and within weeks he was able to control himself and was able to refrain from getting angry and from hammering nails.

He came to his father and told him what he had achieved. His father was happy with his efforts and said to him: “But now, my son, you have to take out a nail for every day that you do not get angry.”

The son started to take out the nails for each day that he did not get angry, until there were no nails left in the fence.

He came to his father and told him what he had achieved. His father took him to the fence and said, “My son, you have done well, but look at these holes in the fence. This fence will never be the same again.”

Then he added: “When you say things in a state of anger, they leave marks like these holes on the hearts of others. Think of these holes as the words you have spoken in anger, the wounds who have left in people's lives. Words are really like weapons, they leave a wound, that does not heal easily."

"Son, your family and friends will make you smile and encourage you to succeed, they will lend ear, share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us. Always remember the fence before you speak the words of anger."

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a good advice for myself, and others.
it reminds me of this say, tapi tak ingat la exact phrase dia. just dia cakap macam ni.. 'if you're mad at someone, do not think of that person's wrongdoings to you, remember the best time you cherished together.'

kan. kan kan.

i rest my case.

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