While we were at Mass today, some random little boy (who was probably all of 1 1/2 years old) came up to me to make “mano” (a Filipino gesture that shows respect for one’s elders). And I watched in amazement as he continued to do that to all the adults in our row, without hesitation. Without judgement. After which he returned to his lolo (grandfather) and smiled. I could only shake my head and wonder—when do kids lose their innocence? When do they start learning about who is “good” and who is “bad”? Suddenly I felt like re-writing all of the things I’ve taught my children. If only I realized then what I did tonight, I probably would’ve given more attention to teaching them about the good rather than giving it just as much importance as warning them about the bad.
Children. They lose their innocence when they are exposed to so many adults. My children are no longer at their most malleable and I’ve already warned them enough about the bad—so I think now I’ll teach them to look for the good.
Thank you, random little boy. May God bless you with the grace to hold on to your innocence a little longer. And may your ways enlighten us jaded adults, so we don’t become too cynical about the world we live in.