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Friday, August 24, 2007

NAIL IN THE FENCE...

Make sure you read all the way down to
the last sentence. (Most importantly the
last sentence)

There once 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 had driven 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 nails into the fence. 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
he was able to hold his temper. The days
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. WHEN YOU
SAY THINGS IN ANGER, THEY 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 WOUND IS STILL THERE. " A verbal
wound is as bad as a physical one.

Friends are very rare jewels, indeed.
They make you smile and encourage you to
succeed. They lend an ear, they share
words of praise and they always want to
open their hearts to us."

Show your friends how much you care.
Send this to everyone you consider a
FRIEND, even if it means sending it back
to the person who sent it to you. If it
comes back to you, then you'll know you
have a circle of friends.

YOU ARE MY FRIEND AND I AM HONORED!

Now send this to every friend you
have!!And to your family.

PLEASE FORGIVE ME IF I HAVE EVER LEFT A
HOLE...

GODSPEED TO YAH MY FRIEND! (",)

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