My daughter has been stealing from school lately. She calls it “borrowing”, as she usually brings the item back, but I believe she is the only child at the school who sneaks items home from school simply because she thinks they are “beautiful”.
Her teacher says that Little Miss thinks everything beautiful is hers.
Which, OK, the child appreciates beauty. And I know the items are trivial, but I’ve been doing my best to teach her that this is wrong, and every time I find a crystal or doll at home that belongs at school, I make her return it to her teacher and apologize, and I make a big fuss out of it, thinking one of these times she’ll get the gist.
Today, the teacher who has never said anything negative about Little Miss told me that this is becoming a “real problem”. And of course, she started this conversation on a morning that I had an early meeting I was trying to make. Hence, I stood there and agreed, “yes, this is a problem, yes I’ve addressed it, yes, I’ll frisk her before we leave school every day.” And the conversation took so long that I completely missed a crucial meeting. And how is that for an excuse — “sorry, my daughter has been stealing from school.”
We switch schools next month. On one hand, I don’t think the next school will have such an array of “beautiful” things as the Waldorf school does, but I also worry that the next school will not be as accepting of my little kleptomaniac as her current school has been.
I’m open to suggestions… This morning, I told Little Miss that every time she steals something from school, I will take one of her favorite toys and give it to poor children. Of course, her response was, “no, not the poor children! If you do that I will not like you very much.”
Ah, life as a mother. I could have never imagined such situations if I had tried.