Lies, that Save.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Sweet Little Lies.”

I grew up in a very strict religious home, and although my parents were kind and loving, lying was a serious ‘no no’.

But what is a lie? They lied to us about Santa, and we lied to them about not knowing who ate the last chocolate piece in the fridge.

More often than not when we say ‘I am fine, thank you’, we are lying. But we are taught to have manners, and to always be polite when we are kids. So lying becomes a part of a weird social etiquette.

I believe teaching a child the difference between an unnecessary lie and a lie that saves someone insecurity or social embarrassment is crucial.

If your child asks you if fairies exist – what would you say? ‘No, don’t be retarded.’ Imagination starts off as beautiful lies that spill from the lips of children. I think its healthy.

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2 thoughts on “Lies, that Save.

  1. When my parents told my sister (in standard six!) that santa didn’t exist, she nearly had a nervous breakdown. Perhaps little lies are okay for some children, but not others.

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