The Lesson of True Values

The Lesson of True Values

Among them, the most outstanding was the clip “Childhood Lesson” from the program “Gifts of Life.”

Ảnh chụp lại từ clip Bài học tuổi thơ do chương trình “Quà tặng cuộc sống” của Đài truyền hình Việt Nam phát
A still image from the clip “Childhood Lesson”, broadcast by the “Gifts of Life” program of Vietnam Television.

When will adults stop letting the pressure of grades and achievements overshadow the simple, genuine lessons of literature — lessons that help children be truthful in both their words and actions in everyday life?

The story in the clip goes like this:
The teacher gave the class a test with the topic “Describe your father’s night work.”
A boy proudly told his father that he got the highest score — an 8 — and explained why, even though his classmate Sơn (the main character in the story), who was the best student in literature, received a zero.

 

“Since you don’t work at night, I imagined you as our neighbor who often works the night shift, Dad.”

“Sơn left it blank because he doesn’t have a father and didn’t know what to write. He’s been an orphan since birth. His father died in the line of duty, and his mother has raised him alone ever since.”

After hearing the story, the father was moved and said, “Your friend is truly admirable.”
But the son disagreed, saying, “If it were me, I would describe someone else’s father — I would never accept a zero.”

“You’re mistaken. Your friend Sơn got a zero, and that’s a painful thing for him. But for you, it’s a lesson — a lesson about honesty. In this case, creativity means fabrication. Between lines of made-up words and a blank page, your friend Sơn made the right choice. He turned in an honest, blank sheet of paper.”

After the students finished watching the video, I asked them: “If you hadn’t seen this video, and were in the same situation as Sơn, would you have written your essay like he did?”
The whole class said no — they would have written something untrue, like the student who got an 8.
I called on a few students and asked why they would do that. They all said they were afraid of getting a low grade and would rather lie in their writing to earn a higher score.

Then I asked another question: “Now that you’ve watched this video and learned a valuable lesson about honesty, would any of you dare to accept a zero and hand in a blank paper?”
I gave the students time to think and answer honestly.
Although my students know me well — my outlook on life and the message from the video — only a few of them said they would be willing to submit a blank paper.

That shows that from the moment they enter primary school, adults have already taught children to write dishonestly and make things up just to get high grades. Because of the pressure of grades, they dare not hand in a blank paper to preserve their honesty or accept a zero.
Since then, I have made it a habit to collect meaningful and educational videos from real life to help instill in my students good values and a sense of integrity.

When will “literature truly be anthropology,” as it is meant to be?
When will adults stop letting the pressure of grades and achievements drive them to teach children only the pursuit of marks — instead of the simple, genuine beauty of literature that helps them live truthfully, in both words and actions?
Indeed, it is difficult to achieve that as long as we cling to the obsession with achievements, and keep valuing flowery but hollow, fabricated pieces of writing.

I truly hope that from primary school onward (and at every level of education), when the school gates open, the magical world that awaits the children will be one built on genuine values.
Those values must begin with the adults.

Do parents truly understand the feelings of their children?

In the final semester exam of the past school year, X Primary School gave the following writing prompt to its fifth-grade students:
“Every day, you live surrounded by the love and care of your family members. Please describe the family member you love the most.”

The topic was very close to the students’ everyday lives, so many of them wrote their essays with genuine feelings and sincerity.
The teachers were delighted to see that the students’ writings broke free from the usual clichés, even though their word choices were not always elegant and their sentences not yet smooth or polished.

What surprised the teachers most while grading the essays was how openly the students expressed their thoughts and feelings. Many things that adults often dismiss with the phrase “What do children know?” were revealed in their writings as heartfelt confessions poured out onto the page.

In her essay about her father, student A. wrote:
“I know that my dad works very hard to take care of our family. The burden of responsibilities, especially financial ones, weighs heavily on his shoulders. That’s why he rarely smiles or talks much. After a long day of work, he comes home, takes a shower, eats dinner, then lies down to watch TV and sleep. During meals, only Mom and I talk; Dad quietly eats and finishes quickly. I really wish to see my dad smile and talk to me more.”
Though short, this passage deeply moved the teachers, as the child’s quiet longing for her father’s attention was both tender and heartbreaking.

Writing about her mother, student B. shared:
“I know Mom feels very sad since Dad no longer lives with us. Whenever she’s upset, she drinks beer, and when she gets drunk, she makes a big mess. My sister and I have to help her to bed.”
The simple, sincere words revealed a child’s quiet understanding of her mother’s pain, touching the teachers deeply.

Reading such natural, heartfelt sentences, the teachers couldn’t help but both laugh and cry. They were deeply moved when reading what student C. wrote about her grandmother:
“Now that Grandma has gone forever, I finally understand the things she always told me — to go to bed early, not stay up late watching TV; to eat well, not be lazy about meals… Those were loving reminders filled with care. She always wanted me to be healthy. Oh Grandma, how foolish I was to get upset when you said those things to me while you were still here.”

And how endearing were the words student D. wrote about her sister:
“These days our house is full of joy as my sister’s wedding is coming, but I feel sad because I won’t get to sleep next to her anymore. For years, whether studying, playing, or sleeping, my sister has always been there with me, while Mom and Dad are busy working until late. When my sister moves to her husband’s house, I’m sure I’ll miss her a lot.”

Reading the students’ heartfelt thoughts, the teachers felt their pupils’ minds were so pure and innocent, and their affection for their loved ones so tender and sincere. All the teachers agreed to meet with these students privately, gently helping them ease their worries and sorrows so they could feel at peace, focus on their studies, and continue to enjoy their carefree, joyful childhood as they should.

Some essays left the teachers wondering whether they should let the parents read them or not. Without understanding and empathy, some parents might think their children were exposing the family’s private troubles — or even believe that the teachers were being “nosy,” interfering in family matters through the innocent writings of their students.

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