There once was a little boy who had

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 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."

Kết quả (Anh) 2:

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The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

Kết quả (Anh) 3:

There used to be a little boy, he had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of holes in the nails and told him that every time he lost his temper temper, he had to hammer a nail behind the fence.On the first day, the child has driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the course of a few weeks, he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily dwindled gradually lost. He found it easy to live his temper with big temper than those big nails in the fence.When the last day comes the child loses his temper and loses his temper. He told his father about it and showed that the child's father was now pulling out a nail and that he was able to live his temper every day. Through and the child's days are finally able to tell his father that all the nails are gone.The father took his son's hand by him and LED the fence. He said, "you must do this, well, my son, but look at the hole in the fence. The fence will always be the same. When you say things in anger, a scar like this one they left. You can put it in a man and a knife draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say sorry. The wound is still there."