I remember that in kindergarten, we used to get these butter cookies at snack time. They were circles with scalloped edges and a hole in the middle. I think we were each allowed as many as fit on our kindergarten-size finger. Two? Three? What was the big deal? There were always enough for everyone.
A few years ago, though, one of my nephews was busted for taking more than his share of cookies. His teacher lead him in the questioning, “Did you take an extra cookie…?”
“No.” He replied, his long lashes not blinking his lie. She sensed the deception, but she could not get the truth out of him.
“Let me ask him,” offered the teaching assistant, and she turned to my nephew, adjusted her face, and asked, “How many cookies did you take?”
My nephew, chin up, answered, “Six.”
Cookie integrity seems to be a pressing issue, even in later grades.
My friend, Mrs. H., is a fifth grade teacher, and one day, when her students were in music class, she was sitting on the floor behind a counter sorting projects. She heard two students come in the room:
“I got my folder, you?”
“Yep…Hey! Here are the leftover cookies from today’s party…let’s take some!”
“Mmmm, right? These are so good!”
“I can’t believe Mrs. H. just left them out like this…here, have another! They are so good!”
“Mrs. H. is so stupid for leaving them out, anyone could take them!”
The girls turned and left the classroom. Mrs H. sat sorting her class project on how integrity means doing the right thing even when no one is looking.
A few years ago, though, one of my nephews was busted for taking more than his share of cookies. His teacher lead him in the questioning, “Did you take an extra cookie…?”
“No.” He replied, his long lashes not blinking his lie. She sensed the deception, but she could not get the truth out of him.
“Let me ask him,” offered the teaching assistant, and she turned to my nephew, adjusted her face, and asked, “How many cookies did you take?”
My nephew, chin up, answered, “Six.”
Cookie integrity seems to be a pressing issue, even in later grades.
My friend, Mrs. H., is a fifth grade teacher, and one day, when her students were in music class, she was sitting on the floor behind a counter sorting projects. She heard two students come in the room:
“I got my folder, you?”
“Yep…Hey! Here are the leftover cookies from today’s party…let’s take some!”
“Mmmm, right? These are so good!”
“I can’t believe Mrs. H. just left them out like this…here, have another! They are so good!”
“Mrs. H. is so stupid for leaving them out, anyone could take them!”
The girls turned and left the classroom. Mrs H. sat sorting her class project on how integrity means doing the right thing even when no one is looking.
The butter cookies in kindergarten were like these but with lovely scalloped edges.
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