One bad apple won't spoil the whole bunch...Or will it?
Ah, Heck. Now that I've titled this silly post, I'm singing One Bad Apple by the Osmond's. Sheesh.
Anyway, there is a point to the title. I've been teaching a pre-baptismal class to my nieces and nephew every Sunday morning. We've been going over the steps to making a covenant and this week we talked about repentance. What is it? How do we do it? Why do we do it? We continued this line of discussion, reading the scripture that gave the answer and then discussing it. The final question was, How do we know if the repentance is genuine? The answer was because you show good fruit, or works through your life. We discussed that and the kids got a kick out of comparing themselves to fruit.
I was really careful to explain that it was the ACTION that a person did that was good or bad, not the person themselves. So if you were doing something bad, you were bearing bad fruit, but if you were doing good things you were bearing good fruit. That was the end of the lesson.
Until after lunch when 4 yr old E. , 8 yr old A. and 10 yr old C. went off to play in the bedroom. C. is a bossy little thing that must control everything around her. Even to the point of telling everyone else how they have to play. Sometime the younger ones let this slide - sometimes they don't. This was one of those times.
E. wasn't playing store right, so C. fired her. Now E. is crying. I smooth it over by telling the youngest that if it's her store no one can fire her and to go back and play.
Pretty soon, E.'s back crying again that she's fired. So I go tell C., "You can't run everyone's store. Just run your own."
C. replies, "Well they own their own stores, but I manage the mall that they have their stores in so I can tell them what to do."
"Sorry," I tell her again. "That isn't how it works. You can't tell everyone what to do."
Ten minutes later, the C. comes running in to the living room. "A. called E. a bad fruit!"
E. is hot on her heels crying for her mommy and A. comes out to defend herself. "Huh uh, C.! You told me to call her that."
C.'s hands go to her hips as she strikes the 'Oh-no-you-didn't' pose. "I did not tell you to call her a bad fruit! Now you're a bad fruit!"
"Am not! I don't think E.'s a bad fruit! I just said it 'cuz you told me to. It's your fault!"
HOLD IT! Time OUT!
Nana's on the job now. "A., it doesn't matter if C. told you to say it. It was hurtful and you know better than to say mean things."
It kind of disintegrated from there and both A. and C. ended up standing in the corner. E.'s tear are wiped as we assure her she's not a bad fruit.
And I'm left wondering, how in the world did a lesson on repentance become the latest way to insult each other? I think they all had cotton in their ears during that lesson.
I can't be too hard on them. Honestly it seems like something my friends and I would have done at their age too. I can see us calling each other a bad fruit.
Thankfully, once the time-outs were up, they all went back to playing store happily. Twenty minutes later, E. comes sauntering out of the bedroom and says. "I have to go on a three minute break."
"Cuz C. said to."
Oh, no. Not again. "C. can't tell you to go on break if you don't want to."
"It's okay. I've got a pair of Hot Twins to go see." Flashing a mischievous grin she wonders off into the kitchen.
Hot twins? Seriously? Angel and I just busted up. 4 years old or not, the child knows how to make believe. :)
I'd like to go take a break now. Think I could find a pair of Hot Twins?