A Reminding Story

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    This is a story, a slice from my life years ago that I mean to connect from that long ago yesterday to today and to tomorrow, too. I am alarmed at the recent call for boycotting of those who think differently than others, to demean them instead of defending their right to speak out. It is not always agreeable to give someone the right to act or speak words that differ from one's own or what one imagines to be "most everyone", but they do have that right. 

     Here is a brief explanation from the U.S. Court site of the First Amendment of the U.S. Constitution.

      Years ago when I began teaching, my first year as a first-grade teacher, one of my student's family's beliefs did not include any kind of celebrations. Not birthdays, not saying the Pledge of Allegiance, not celebrating those fall holidays of Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas. In the years since, I've had many students who need time to celebrate or to observe various other holidays from their chosen religious beliefs, students who have needed to find a way to pray at certain times of the day, even on overnight trips.

   But back to that first student, a young girl, my first time to teach what it meant in our country to respect beliefs. I knew that I didn't want to give too much attention to her differences, but wanted to support her in that difference. After all, in first grade, birthdays and other holidays are kind of BIG things. Each time someone brought in a birthday treat, she could not have one. Her parents wanted her to go to the library during the short time of celebrating. Every time I taught about other holidays, and in primary school, Halloween is a big deal, and so on, she could not participate. It was hard, for me to plan, for her to feel different. 

    What did I do? I found activities as close as I could to what we were doing so it was "almost" the same. When kids drew Halloween things, she drew different kinds of people's faces--her siblings, her parents, her dog. That was okay because I checked with her parents each time I created a new task. If we wrote stories, that was easy because she and every other student could write any kind they wished, although at certain times of the year, like Christmas, it meant most wrote about Santa's surprises, etc.  This young girl could also write about surprises. 

      At this time, a long, long time ago, remember that everyone did many holiday activities. They even produced worksheets filled with holiday pictures. What did I tell my class about their classmate's choices? I told them that all kinds of people have different beliefs and shared some with them from the world, and from America. And that in our country, everyone has the right to express their beliefs without being punished. And, I gave them a few mild examples of when beliefs weren't respected.

       That's it, I did what I could to help this young student and all the other students know that it was just fine to follow individual beliefs.

        This is one of my fondest memories of being a teacher, to support the individual's needs, not only the group's, though I know that the group is important too. At the holiday winter break that year, this young girl brought me a gift from her family. I was shocked, yet they made a choice, too, to 'bend" a little in order to show appreciation. I still have it and it hangs on my tree every year, reminding me that thoughtfulness and respect for beliefs bring people together instead of dividing them.