The small boy and his Zen master
There was a little boy with a bad temper. The master
told him to hammer a nail in the back fence every time
he lost his temper. The first day, the boy drove 37
nails into the fence. 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. Now the master suggested that the
boy pull out one nail for each day that he was able to
hold his temper. A few days passed and the young boy
finally told the master that all the nails were gone.
The master said, "You have done well my boy, but look
at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the
same again."
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Мадмазель, Медам, Месье! "Глория" меняет курс и направляется в Кейптаун! Кому это не нравится будет расстрелян на месте. (с)
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