Philosophy: Better Save than Sorry

Have you in any circumstances experienced something like this:

That you are living your own life, making your own decisions, speaking up for yourself and doing things for yourself, living up to your matured responsibilities as you. Just then, people doubt you, distrustfully and disruptively, and starts to tell you what to do and how to do your things. And telling you if you do this or do that, what is it that is required of you. And makes you want to just ignore them because more of the explanations you give are just falling on deaf ears and not heard?

And the biggest joke of all is that, if you are folly enough or so as to be trusting enough to follow those instructions, and things didn't went the way it should be, and you got to bare the responsibilities majority and this subject figure starts to apologies... Isn't it a bit too late to say sorry now? And sorry is just so not going to give you a second chance to not repeat such mistake ever again.

Familiar I suppose? Here's a story I have read and learned and know somewhere in this World existed and still kept in my mind but to speak truly, I am not referring to anyone's work in particular and not copying anyone's work as well. If facts or situation somewhat turned out similar or worst, same, please understand that I did not copy it from you okay:

There were once lived this old farmer who lived with his young grandson. One day, this old farmer saw his young grandson going around killing ants which is located right outside the pleace where they stayed. Poor ant and their home are devastatedly wet and flooding. And the old farmer calls to his grandson, 'lad, come over' and the young grandson slowly paced over to his grandpa, 'what is it pups'. On the old farmer holds two things, one is a nail, and the other is a hammer.

Just then, the old farmer told to his young grandson, 'lad, do you know that killing innocent ant is wrong? They didn't disturb you, why did you disturb them?' the sad and regretful young grandson look back at those wet ants and ant nests feeling very bad. Just then, the old farmer past him this hammer and nail in his hands, 'from now on, whenever you did something wrong, take a nail and pound it into this wooden pillar here.' puzzled the young grandson may be, but he remained silent and started pounding the first nail into the pillar. 'And when you did something nice, pull one nail out from the pillar...'

A few more days later, he committed something wrongful, and he took another nail and pounded it into the pillar and some nails are pulled from the pillar. And another few days passes by, and some more nails were driven and more are pulled out from the wooden pillar. Day come, day past, more nails are driven to the pillars and. Until one very day not far from then, the old farmer called to the young grandson, 'come over here' and he slowly strolled over. The old farmer begin saying, 'now do you see the pillar, what has it become?

'Your past bad things may have been uplifted by your past good deeds, but nonetheless, the hole is still there remains in the wooden pillar. So whenever you do anything, consider the outcome. Don't just do, because amendments are just not good enough.'

What have you learned from here? Just something for you to ponder today...