Lessons Learned…
Can I Change?
Within
the first few days of school one particular year, a young student very
innocently, very sincerely posed undoubtedly the most compelling question of
all when he asked, “Can I change?” Wondering
if he was seeking permission or questioning possibility, the teacher probed, “What
do you mean?” The student, who carried,
along with his new backpack, a red-flag reputation in teacher-talk, proceeded
to spill his heart through the story he shared about his school experience so
far. Not a good listener. A little disrespectful. Frequently yelled at. In the lowest groups.
Probably a trouble-maker. Never invited
to a birthday party. School was stupid. Mom told him he needed to change, and
he needed to change now, because things were not going to ever get better if he
didn’t. Can I change? Do I have the
strength and courage necessary to turn this behavior boat around? Even if I can, can others accept this new me
and change their expectations and opinions of me? If their perceptions are cast
in stone and unchangeable, why should I even try to be different than the bad
boy they expect? This was a tremendous amount of significant contemplating for
a young mind to be processing during those early days in a school year when most were struggling to line up in
the proper order and to recall their
locker numbers. The teacher, realizing that questions of this sort which come
right from the deepest chambers of a student’s heart, felt overwhelmingly
humbled to be entrusted with this huge amount of vulnerability. The student’s
eyes were wide, trusting, and demanding. This answer was to be as
important as the question in terms of behavioral trajectory. With focused eye-contact , tender vocal tone,
and unmistakable belief, the teacher promised that precious little boy that each
year was a new year, that each day was a new day, and each one was a new
opportunity to begin again with a clean slate. We all make mistakes and bad
choices for which we are not proud, but apologies, grace and forgiveness are powerfully
strong. It’s never too late to turn
around. It’s never too late to make a new and better choice. Now is the time. Start now. This is how we
learn, and this is how we grow. “Yes, you can change,” said the teacher. “This is going to be a good year,” smiled the
boy. And it was.
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