I was a thief
I stole several times in the past.
I remember that when I was 5 years old, I stole a rare badge from my kindergarten friend. I remember that
possessing possession of this badge did not make me happy because I saw the grief of my friend when she
found discovered that the badge was
disappeared missing and because I could not show it
to anybody.
Then, when I was 19, I took elastics for hair without paying at a chinese market. Even now I am ashamed. I analyzed why I did it. First, I think it
is a heritage was characteristic of a soviet times when
anything was such things were common, and
anybody people took
things anything that was misplaced by someone else «in the
wrong place». Second
ly, I think
I was not no-one explained
to me, with
the right words
, the reason why
to took somebody else’s things taking someone's property without permission was bad. Of course, I was
said told that stealing is bad, but I did not
felt believe it was bad.
Now
that I have children
, and I think that I
could can find these words for them. I told them that we love our children and children love us and we want to show them signs of our love. We give presents to each other and
this make
s them happy. Parents work hard to buy
a present
s to for their child
ren and
the children are happy. But sometimes there are thieves,
bad thieves who steal the presents
,. and I
said to asked my children to imagine how those children are unhappy
, and
perhaps cry
perhaps. It is so sad for children and their parents. But thieves are unhappy too. They cannot use stolen things
plainly openly because anybody
search can see them. But they could be happy if they
do not steal, but work and earn money and so
they can could buy anything they want.