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cutting down trees, when he heard a cry of a bird. He wondered what had happened and went to look at the bird. Under a big green bush he saw a nest that had been built by a bird, with many eggs inside it. A great snake prepared to kill the mother bird, who bravely was defending her nest. The woodcutter stroke the snake with the stick that he had found in the forest and killed it. Some years after this, the woodcutter one day set out on a journey. He was walking along a lonely mountain path, hungry and tired, when night fell. Suddenly, he saw a light in the woods. He went toward this light and came to a large beautiful house that had been built in the middle of the wood by some mysterious people. The woodcutter was surprised as he didn't expect to find such a fine house so deep in the forest. He knocked on the door, and a beautiful young woman came out.

Read the text and put the paragraphs (1 – 5) in order.



1) 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.

2) 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."

3) A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.

4) The first day, the boy put 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.

5) 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.

heard a cry of a bird. He wondered what had happened and went to look at the bird. Under a big green bush he saw a nest that had been built by a bird, with many eggs inside it. A great snake prepared to kill the mother bird, who bravely was defending her nest. The woodcutter stroke the snake with the stick that he had found in the forest and killed it.
Some years after this, the woodcutter one day set out on a journey. He was walking along a lonely mountain path, hungry and tired, when night fell. Suddenly, he saw a light in the woods. He went toward this light and came to a large beautiful house that had been built in the middle of the wood by some mysterious people. The woodcutter was surprised as he didn't expect to find such a fine house so deep in the forest. He knocked on the door, and a beautiful young woman came out.

Frank Burke got into his car and drove quickly down the street, away from the hospital. He’d just had words with one of the other doctors, he was furious. Old Dr. MacDonald knew that the Wilkins boy was Frank's patient. He had no business interfering, none at all. Frank accepted a lot of criticism from the older physician, but he drew line at this. Just because MacDonald was the oldest doctor at Mayfair Hospital, he thought he could do anything he wished: the younger men should think nothing of it. Anyone would think Dr. Burke was incapable of treating someone who had just caught cold!
The other doctors at Mayfair Hospital all had complaints about the older man. As one intern said. "He makes you feel you're trying to put something over on someone just because you want to be a doctor!"
Another thing. Dr. MacDonald's methods were extremely old-fashioned. He was, for example, quite unprofessional in his treatment of patients. It was true that he was very friendly toward them, but he spent too much time with each: other patients often had to wait hours to see him. His altitude towards the you physicians was that of an intelligent, superior being dealing with* lot of idiots. Well, if the facts were known, young Dr. Burke at it* probably had twice the medical education that MacDonald had at 64! Frank had attended one of the best medical schools in the country; it stood to reason that he would become an excellent physician. One day, when the opportunity arose to do so. he'd take a stand with Dr. MacDonald, come to the point, tell him exactly what he thought of him. In his present frame of mind, that would be easy!
Frank glanced down and saw that the speedometer registered forty-five miles an hour, ten miles over the speed limit on this zone. "Take it easy," he told himself. He was so much on edge thinking about Dr. MacDonald that he hadn’t realized he was driving so fast. It was lucky there were no policemen around at the moment. All he needed to be arrested for speeding while thinking about Dr. MacDonald! Maybe it would serve him right, but that would be the last straw!