-- Friendship --
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 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 had been removed . 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. But it won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound can be as bad as a
. " physical act
Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they are willing
. to open their hearts to us
