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From: "Horace B. Peele" <>
Subject: A Thought For Nrw Years
Date: Fri, 01 Jan 1999 15:54:38 -0600

>The Fence
>
>There was a little boy with a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails
>and told him that every time he lost his temper, to hammer a nail in the back
>fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Then it
>gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier hold 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 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 always
>want to open their hearts to us.
>

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