Engineer of the child’s soul

There was once a little boy who followed his sister to the art class during his kindergarten years. One day when he was in primary one, he refused to join the art class. His mother asked him the reason why and found out that the art teacher in primary school punished him and requested him to redraw his art, just because he coloured the chicken in black. 

The teacher scolded him, “Where can you find a black chicken?” Due to the scolding of the teacher, this little boy refused to take out the colour pencils and started to cry when his mother brought him to the class. 

I was very upset and angry at that moment and told the little boy, “I will take a photo of black chicken to your teacher and show your teacher that how ignorant he is.” I comforted him and ensuring that there is black chicken. After a few months of encouragement and advice, the little boy slowly walked out from the bad experience. 

Slowly, he began to regain his confidence and started to colour and draw. Dear primary school teachers, you are either the engineers of the children’s soul, or sadly, the executioners of their innocent soul. Respect life, respect yourself!