!!!"The story of English"!!!

[BARAN]

Peter was eight and a half years old, and he went to a school near his house. He always went there and came home on foot, and he usually got back on time, but last Friday he came home from school late. His mother was in the kitchen, and she saw him and said to him, “Why are you late today, Peter​

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“My teacher was angry and sent me to the headmaster after our lessons,” Peter answered​

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?”"To the headmaster?” his mother said. “Why did she send you to him​

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“Because she asked a question in the class; Peter said, “and none of the children gave her the answer except me.”​

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His mother was angry. “But why did the teacher send you to the headmaster then? Why didn”t she send all the other stupid children?” she asked Peter​

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.”Because her question was, “Who put glue on my chair?” Peter said​

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ترجمه:پیتر هشت سال و نیمش بود و به یک مدرسه در نزدیکی خونشون میرفت. او همیشه پیاده به آن جا میرفت و بر میگشت، و همیشه به موقع برمیگشت، اما جمعهی قبل از مدرسه دیر به خانه آمد. مادرش در آشپزخانه بود، و وقتی او (پیتر) را دید ازش پرسید «پیتر، چرا امروز دیر آمدی»؟پیتر گفت: معلم عصبانی بود و بعد از درس مرا به پیش مدیر فرستاد.مادرش گفت: پیش مدیر؟ چرا تو را پیش او فرستاد؟پیتر گفت: برای اینکه او در کلاس یک سوال پرسید و هیچکس به غیر از من به سوال او جواب نداد.مادرش عصبانی بود و از پیتر پرسید: در آن صورت چرا تو را پیش مدیر فرستاد؟ چرا بقیهی بچههای احمق رو نفرستاد؟پیتر گفت: برای اینکه سوالش این بود «چه کسی روی صندلی من چسب گذاشته؟

 

[BARAN]

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.​

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The first day, the boy had driven 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.​

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He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.​

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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.​

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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.​

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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. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.”​

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زمانی ،پسربچه ای بود که رفتار بدی داشت.پدرش به او کیفی پر از میخ داد و گفت هرگاه رفتار بدی انجام داد،باید میخی را به دیوار فروکند.​

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روز اول پسربچه،37 میخ وارد دیوارکرد.در طول هفته های بعد،وقتی یادگرفت بر رفتارش کنترل کند،تعداد میخ هایی که به دیوار میکوبید به تدریج کمتر شد.​

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او فهمید که کنترل رفتار، از کوبیدن میخ به دیوار آسانتر است.​

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سرانجام روزی رسید که پسر رفتارش را به کلی کنترل کرد. این موضوع را به پدرش گفت و پدر پیشنهاد کرد اکنون هر روزی که رفتارش را کنترل کند، میخی را بیرون بکشد.روزها گذشت و پسرک سرانجام به پدرش گفت که تمام میخ ها را بیرون کشیده.پدر دست پسرش را گرفت و سمت دیوار برد.پدر گفت: تو خوب شده ای اما به این سوراخهای دیوار نگاه کن.دیوار شبیه اولش نیست.وقتی چیزی را با عصبانیت بیان می کنی،آنها سوراخی مثل این ایجاد می کنند. تو میتوانی فردی را چاقو بزنی و آنرا دربیاوری . مهم نیست که چقدر از این کار ،اظهار تاسف کنی.آن جراحت همچنان باقی می ماند.ایجاد یک زخم بیانی(رفتار بد)،به بدی یک زخم و جراحت فیزیکی است.​

 

[شیخ رجبعلی]

thank U for this god story
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this is the best point in this story i think : It won’t matter how many times you say I’m sorry the wound is still there
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