Dilettante Life – A Writer's Space
Observing Life & Sharing Experiences
The crime fits the punishment.
My bad behavior stabbed the
one I love.
It hurts my soul that I took so
little thought.
I may say I’ll change, while
pretending it didn’t happen.
Mistakes are a cry for help.
I have cried many times.
Fear of loss makes me wretch
with pain.
Don’t slam the door or the hinges
will break.
Open the door to hear
my voice of regret.
Show mercy because you
love me.
I don’t want to be a
prisoner.
Truth is beautiful, without doubt; but so are lies.– Ralph Waldo Emerson
This was an essay written by my son, after he stomped off to his room to fulfill his punishment of writing about why it’s not OK to lie. I believe he was 7 or 8 at the time.
This may be more endearing to me as the mom, but I wanted to share the innocence of a child trying to learn an important lesson. By using the ugly twins – “selfish & dishonest” I think he may have really understood why it was wrong….plus he was off the hook when he handed it to me.
I hope in the long run this lesson was effective, as I am sure he hasn’t lied to me since then : ( Yeah.
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