Today I sit on my new bed given to me by St John's Hospital. Yes, the ambulance loaded me up once again and brought me to the back door. I am in room 7169 and have a wonderful view of buildings and the sky full of fluffy clouds. The Nutrition department brought in lunch and there was a brochure on it that has a story about a boy and his anger. it is written here for you to enjoy its lesson as well.
there was a little 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 drove 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 nailes into the fence.
Finally, the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father. The father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day he could hold his temper. The days passed, and the young boy was finally able to tell his father 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. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. Remember... You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how often you say I'm sorry; the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.
One of life's greatest Myths
"Sticks and stones may
Break my bones, but words
will never hurt me."
Author(s) unknown
