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U n giorno, un pensatore indiano fece la seguente domanda ai suoi discepoli:"Perché le persone gridano quando sono arrabbiate?""Gridano perché perdono la calma" rispose one of them. "But why cry if the person is at his side?" again said the thinker. "
B ene, we cry because we want the other person to listen to us," said another pupil. The teacher came back to ask: "A
llora you can not talk in a low voice?" Several other answers were given but not convinced the thinker. A
llora he exclaimed: "You know why you cry at another person when you are angry? The fact is that when two people are angry, their hearts are far away.
P er cover this distance should be able to cry listen.
Q ow angriest are the stronger ... nno will have to shout to hear each other.
D 'on the other hand, what happens when two people are in love? They do not shout, speak gently. And why? P hy
their hearts are very close. The distance between them is small. Sometimes their hearts are so close that not even speak, only whisper. And when love is most intense is not necessary to even whisper, just look. Their hearts are intended. And
'This happens when two people love each approach. "Finally, the thinker concluded:" When you discuss not let your hearts be turned away, do not say words that they can space out more, because come un giorno in cui la distanza sarà tanta che non incontreranno mai più la strada per tornare."
C 'era una volta un ragazzo con un brutto carattere...
S uo padre gli diede un sacchetto di chiodi e gli disse di piantarne uno nello steccato del giardino ogni volta che avesse perso la pazienza e litigato con qualcuno.
I l primo giorno il ragazzo piantò 37 chiodi nello steccato. Nelle settimane seguenti, imparò a controllarsi e il numero di chiodi piantati nello steccato diminuì giorno per giorno: aveva scoperto che era più facile controllarsi che piantare i chiodi.
F inalmente arrivò un giorno in cui il ragazzo non piantò alcun chiodo nello fence. So he went to his father and said that that day had not planted any nail. The
the father then told him to remove a nail from the fence for every day during which he lost patience and fight with someone.
The days passed and finally the boy was able to tell his father that he had raised all the nails from the fence. The father took the boy in front of the fence and said, "My son, you behaved well, but look how many holes there are in the fence. The fence will never be as before.
Q hen argument with someone and you say something bad , the leaves a wound like that. You can plant a knife in a man, and then remove it, but will always be a wound. N
on matter how many times you apologize, the wound will remain. "
U n giorno, un pensatore indiano fece la seguente domanda ai suoi discepoli:"Perché le persone gridano quando sono arrabbiate?""Gridano perché perdono la calma" rispose one of them. "But why cry if the person is at his side?" again said the thinker. " B ene, we cry because we want the other person to listen to us," said another pupil. The teacher came back to ask: "A llora you can not talk in a low voice?" Several other answers were given but not convinced the thinker. A llora he exclaimed: "You know why you cry at another person when you are angry? The fact is that when two people are angry, their hearts are far away. P er cover this distance should be able to cry listen. Q ow angriest are the stronger ... nno will have to shout to hear each other. D 'on the other hand, what happens when two people are in love? They do not shout, speak gently. And why? P hy their hearts are very close. The distance between them is small. Sometimes their hearts are so close that not even speak, only whisper. And when love is most intense is not necessary to even whisper, just look. Their hearts are intended. And 'This happens when two people love each approach. "Finally, the thinker concluded:" When you discuss not let your hearts be turned away, do not say words that they can space out more, because come un giorno in cui la distanza sarà tanta che non incontreranno mai più la strada per tornare." 
C 'era una volta un ragazzo con un brutto carattere... S uo padre gli diede un sacchetto di chiodi e gli disse di piantarne uno nello steccato del giardino ogni volta che avesse perso la pazienza e litigato con qualcuno. I l primo giorno il ragazzo piantò 37 chiodi nello steccato. Nelle settimane seguenti, imparò a controllarsi e il numero di chiodi piantati nello steccato diminuì giorno per giorno: aveva scoperto che era più facile controllarsi che piantare i chiodi. F inalmente arrivò un giorno in cui il ragazzo non piantò alcun chiodo nello fence. So he went to his father and said that that day had not planted any nail. The the father then told him to remove a nail from the fence for every day during which he lost patience and fight with someone. The days passed and finally the boy was able to tell his father that he had raised all the nails from the fence. The father took the boy in front of the fence and said, "My son, you behaved well, but look how many holes there are in the fence. The fence will never be as before. Q hen argument with someone and you say something bad , the leaves a wound like that. You can plant a knife in a man, and then remove it, but will always be a wound. N on matter how many times you apologize, the wound will remain. "
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