  This is a story that I have known for a little while and it meant a lot to me at the time and is now starting to mean more to me with my Grandmother losing ground.
The story goes like this. There was once a little child that was constantly making trouble between his friends at school and his family. So his father took him into the backyard and told him this. "Every time you do something that you know is not right, I want you to put a nail in that fence post. " The boy agreed and he started right away nailing into the fence post. When the post was filled up completely, his father said, "Now I want you to find as many of the people that you did something to and say you are sorry for the acts that you committed. And when you do, I want you to take the nail you put in the fence out. The boy did as his father had told him. It took him about a week and when he was done he ran up to his father and exclaimed, "Look father, all of the nails have been pulled out. " "Yes, your right," His father said, "now look at the post and tell me what you see. " The boy was puzzled and said, "All I see is a fence post with a lot of holes in it.
" "That's right," his father told him, "Every time you hurt someone you put a hole in there heart. When you said you were sorry for that particular act, you took the nail out. Even though you did the right thing and apologized, you will still leave a hole from were you hurt them. 
