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There was a little boy and he had a very bad temper. His father gave him a bag full of nails and told him to hammer one in the fence each time he got mad and lost control of himself.
On the first day, the boy hammered 37 nails. During the next several months he learned to control his rage and the number of hammered nails was getting smaller. He found out it was easier to control his temper, than to hammer the nails into the fence.
Finally came the day when the boy did not hammer a single nail into the fence. He went to his father and told him he hadn't got mad that day.
The father told him then: "Each day you manage to control your behaviour, pluck out one nail from the fence."
Days were passing and then one day the boy could tell his father he had taken out all the nails.
The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. Then he told him: "You have done well, my son, but look at all these holes in the fence. It will never be the same. When you say some things in rage, they leave a scar, just like these holes in the fence."
"You can stab a man with a knife and pull the knife out and after that, no matter how many times you say you are sorry, the wounds remain. The verbal wound is as painful as the physical. Friends are a rare jewel, they make you laugh, encourage you to succeed in something, they are ready to listen to you, to share your pain with you, they have nice words for you and their heart is always open to you."
