Nails


There was a boy with a bad temper, and his father gave him a bag of nails; he told him that he should put one nail in the fence in the backyard whenever he was angry.

On the first day, the boy hammered in 37 nails. Slowly the number of nails per day went down. He found it easier to control his temper than to hammer in the nails.

 

Finally one day, the boy did not lose his temper, and he told his father. His father asked him to pull out a nail whenever he was able to control his temper.

Many days had passed, and finally, the boy told his father that he had pulled out all the nails. The father took his hand and walked to the backyard and said, “You are doing well, my good boy, but look at all the holes in that fence. The fence will never be able to return to its original shape. The words that you say are like these nails and they leave scars. If stab someone with a knife, no matter how many times you say sorry, that wound will always exist.” The pain we receive from someone’s words is so real, and they are unbearable.

We often cause permanent damage because we are too stubborn to let go. If we can start with ourselves, and begin to be more tolerant of others, I believe we will be able to receive many unexpected results. If we open a window for others, in turn, we let ourselves have a chance to see an entire sky…

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