Once upon a time, there was a young boy who had problems controlling his anger. When he got angry, he would say the first thing that came to mind, even if it affected people.

One day, his father gifted him a hammer and a bundle of nails, then said, “Whenever you get mad, hit a nail into the backyard fence.”

In few days, the boy used up half of the nails. As weeks go by, he used up fewer nails, until his temper was under control. Then, his father told him to remove a nail for each day he didn’t lose his temper.

When the boy removed the last nail, his father told him, “You have done good, boy. But, can you see the holes in the wall?

The fence is never going to be the same just like the mean things you say in anger will leave a scar.”

Anger is like the wounds from a knife — the wounds will heal, but the scars remain.