I am reproducing an experience of a mentor that acted as a reinforcement of her thoughts and practices, for the benefit of every parent and mentor / teacher. I apologize for any grammatical or spelling mistakes in here, as I thought the spirit is of paramount importance. Thanks and regards.
For the last few days, I have often been hearing that a few stationery items are being stolen from my class, IV A.
One day as soon as I entered the class, Aman came to me saying that I had brought a golden pen which has got stolen from my bag. I thought of addressing the issue and I shared one of my school days incidents which still has a deep impression on my mind.
In our school days we use to carry Tiffin from home and during the lunch break there was a
food stall which was put up at lunch time everyday which had a few eatables like baked samosa, Mangola (a mango drink) and soya milk. Initially our teachers had the duty of standing there collecting money and giving us what we wanted.
One day our Principal decided that no one needs to monitor children, just keep a money box children will put the money and will buy what they want. This is how I remember my first lesson of honesty started. After a few days it was found that ten rupees were less in the
collection. Next day Principal Madam while addressing the assembly shared that I don’t know where something has gone wrong – either it has happened by mistake as somebody has forgotten to put the money or someone has deliberately done a wrong thing. She further said whatever the case would have been I just want that the next day’s amount should
have a plus 10.
To our surprise it happened that way and the next day’s collection had an additional amount of plus 10. While sharing this incidence with the class I said the same thing. That whoever has taken Aman’s pen I am not interested in the name but it would be good if tomorrow Aman finds his golden pen back in his bag.
TO MY SURPRISE IT HAPPENED AND NEXT DAY AMAN’S PEN WAS BACK IN HIS
BAG. MY HAPPINESS KNEW NO BOUND. IT WAS LITTLE HARD TO BELIEVE BUT IT
We all clapped for the unknown child who with understanding demonstrated honesty.
This incident in my classroom set me thinking that NO CHILD IS BAD, WE JUST NEED TO THINK HOW TO DEAL.