Aesop - The Boy and the Nettles lyrics

A BOY was stung by a Nettle. He ran home and told his Mother, Saying, "Although it hurts me very much, I only touched it Gently." "That was just why it stung you," said his Mother. "The Next time you touch a Nettle, grasp it boldly, and it will be Soft as silk to your hand, and not in the least hurt you." Whatever you do, do with all your might.