I read an article about this before, but I could not remember where I read it. So I wrote my own version of it. This is somehow similar to the original text. I hope I will get hold of that article again. It is a really nice one.
In kindergarten, I learned everything I have to learn about life. I don’t have to graduate elementary nor finish high school nor get a degree in order to to be taught of the lessons in life. Kindergarten is already enough for me to go on living.
In kindergarten, I was taught to say “please” when I need something. And I have to tell it in a polite manner of speaking, giving due respect to the person whom I am asking a favor.
I was taught to say “thank you” when I received a snack, a toy, a gift, words of praise or whatever things others gave me. I have to say it cheerfully, wholeheartedly, with a smile.
I was taught to say “excuse me” when I will pass by two persons speaking, or if I will say something while a conversation is going on. This happens often when my parents were talking to someone and I would be asking for something from them like accompanying me to the comfort room or giving me a drink of water.
I was also taught to say “sorry” when I did something wrong. When I was young, I often hurt my playmates or offend other people or bully my brother. And my mother would always make it a point that I will apologize to the person whom I have hurt or offended.
I was taught to value rest as part of my everyday life. My mother reminded me to take an afternoon nap. This helps me recharge after a tiresome morning of play and lessons, and prepares me for an afternoon of play.
I was also taught share. Whatever food or toy I have, I have to share it with my playmate or a friend. Selfishness was already discouraged in kindergarten.
I was taught to obey my parents, authorities, and the law. If I do, I will never be put to trouble.
I was also taught to be honest. Do not lie. Tell the truth. Even if it meant being spanked, I must tell the truth. If not, I will suffer greater consequences.
I was taught not to steal or get the belongings of other people. It is bad. I will not have everything, neither do other people. I have to be contented of what I have.
Most importantly, I learned to love people. As a child, all hatred should be gone before tomorrow comes. My friends are my friends. My enemies did not remain as my enemies. There was always rooms for reconciliation. I learned to accept them regardless of their name, their color, the look of their faces, their body size, their social and economic status, their parents, their toys, their houses and their way of dealing with me. As a child, I learned to accept the fact that all of us are different but we can all play together harmoniously.
Life’s lessons are already instilled to a person early on in his/her life. It’s just a matter of applying it continuously. As we age, we tend to be so busy in other things viewed as needed for surviving in lthis life. But we often missed the little lessons our teachers taught us when we were still young and we end up being revengeful, unforgiving, selfish, corrupt, rebellious, ungrateful, complainers, busy, tired, burnt out, and disrespectful.
We may have received ribbons in elementary, graduated with honors in high school, earned a bachelor’s degree, and got a license, but if we forgot to be good boys and girls, these achievements are of no value.
Be good.
It’s kindergarten.