I have had some good lessons taught to me in my life but the one that stands out the most is when I lied in second grade.
My teacher announced a nationwide writing contest in school. That night, I went home and was looking at my favorite children's magazine. I found a poem written by another kid about my age. I really liked it so I copied it down with a red pen on some notebook paper. It was a very well written poem but I don't know what I was thinking!!!
I turned the poem into my teacher the very next morning. She was very impressed. With every smile and word of encouragement Mrs. Eichner gave me throughout the day, my guilt grew. By the time I got off the bus, I felt sick. My Mom was waiting for me and the minute I got in the car, I confessed what I had done. She turned the car around and we headed straight back to school. I remember being so nervous. What would I say? How could I face my teacher? I knew she was going to hate me. I can remember walking into the classroom door and my teacher welcomed us from her desk with a grin. She praised my poem yet again and asked us to sit down. I looked her in the face and told her what I had done. To my surprise, she smiled, walked over to her desk and picked up the forged poem. She handed it back to me and said, "Promise me you'll go home tonight and write your own poem. I will be expecting your poem tomorrow." I was so relieved.
I did go home and wrote my own poem. I had never felt so proud when I handed Mrs. Eichner the poem I had really written. I ended up winning the contest but that isn't important now. I am so grateful that my Mom held me accountable for my actions. I will never forget how hard it was to tell my teacher the truth but how sweet it felt to be free of my lie. Thanks Mom!!!