This is the twenty second article in a series I am writing for the JEANS section of 'The Nation'. The series is for children. Adults consider yourselves warned...you might re-discover a child within you! Scroll down for other articles in this series.
There are good teachers and there are not-so-good
teachers. There are teachers who mean
well but somehow do more harm than good to their students. Our story begins with that kind of
teacher. She probably meant well, but
ended up encouraging students to acquire bad habits.
She was in charge of a bunch of four year olds. The children were regularly given tasks to
perform. They were asked for example to
color circles. The object was to train
the child to keep the crayons or pencils within the circle. Some were good at it, some were sloppy. This is the story of one of the sloppy
girls.
She hadn’t acquired control over her fingers. The crayon crossed the line several
times. The resultant picture was not
neat. Now a teacher who is patient and
understands that children are not equal in skill and that some learn fast and
some are slow, would probably have said something like, ‘this is very good…you
are getting better…soon you’ll be able to color the entire circle without
crossing the line even once.’
Unfortunately for the little one, her was different. She put a big cross indicating ‘wrong’ next
to the work of the child.
Half the time she didn’t even understand the instructions of
the teacher. So this was not the only
‘wrong’ that the child did. Very soon
there were ‘wrong-marks’ all over her books.
She was sad. She was upset. Naturally she desperately wanted to get it
right. She found a solution. She copied from the girl seated next to her
each time she was asked to do something.
Now this girl had a sister who was a couple of years
older. One day she was gaily telling her
akki how she copied from the girl
seated next to her. The older girl was appalled. ‘Copying is wrong!’ she exclaimed. The little one was clearly unhappy because the
last thing she wanted to hear was her sister saying she was wrong for the
sister, in her world, was her greatest hero.
She didn’t cry. She became
defiant. She responded quickly, ‘Copying
is right! Friends have to help
friends!’
She was right and she was wrong. Friendship is a good thing. A loyal friend is a treasure. Friends must help friends. But a good friend will always ask himself or
herself a question like this ‘would I really be helping my friend if I let her
copy my answers?’
The little girl’s father who overheard the conversation
between his daughters remembered an incident that took place when he was a
child. It happened during a term
test. The children were required to
write down four types of bones. He
didn’t quite understand the question. He
asked his friend, who was seated next to him.
The friend, who happened to be the brightest child in the class, knew
all the answers.
He said ‘diga-eta, keti-eta, ravum eta’ (long
bones, short bones and round bones). It
was duly pointed out that he had mentioned only three types. The boy responded, ‘you should be able to
figure out the fourth’. The fourth was pethali-eta (flat bones), the opposite
of ravum eta. It was all cheating, no doubt. But the ‘helper’ helped the boy who made the
request in a way that was better than giving him all the answers. He made his friend think. He could have done better, but he was just a
little boy. He could have refused to
help and later explained why ‘helping’ wasn’t really a help. In time the other boy would have understood
and appreciated. Their friendship would have become stronger.
The little girl was absolutely correct when she said
‘friends have to help friends’. A good
friend will know the difference between right and wrong. A good friend will know that cheating never
amounts to helping.
So there are good teachers and bad teachers. There are
teachers who have the best of intentions end up harming the children. It’s the same with friends. There are good friends and there are bad
friends. There are friends who mean well
but end up harming someone even as help is offered. When you think about right and wrong, the
chances are you’ll be a better friend.
When you think ‘a friend must always do the best to help someone when
help is needed’ and don’t think twice about it, you can do a lot of harm.
We can’t pick our teachers. We can pick our friends. And it is up to us to think about what
friendship is and what a friend should and should not do when asked to show
friendship.
Other articles in this series
It is cool to slosh around
You can compose your own music
Pebbles are amazing things
You can fly if you want to
The happiest days of our lives
So what do you want to do with the rain?
1 comments:
The little girl reminded me of my own little girl as a four-year-old who drew pink trees, green pigs and triangular-shaped cats! Her nursery teacher's day began and ended with her mismatched colors- siding me at the gate to comment on the same.
I had a hearty laugh over the childish behavior of the teacher with none other than Sybil nenda who told me 'puthe one needs imagination to visualize triangular-shaped cats and pink trees!" Today the four-year-old who was labeled 'color blind' is a promising young artist!
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