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14 October 2013

Wounds Heal, Scars remain.

Hye there, so yeah. today i decided to share a short story with you guys out there, i hope you guys read it and understand the meaning of the story. hope you guys like it. Enjoy :)

There was once a little a 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 the boy had hammered 37 nails into the fence. Over the the next few weeks, he learned to control his anger, the number of nail hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discover it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fences... 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 the boy was able to hold his temper. The 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 again. When you say things in anger, they will 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 scar is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one."..

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