Friday, 07 January 2011 00:00
For 11 years of my life I lived in Roslyn and attended Roslyn Elementary School and then Roslyn Jr. High and Roslyn High School. It was a wonderful place to grow up. One incident from my childhood, however, disturbs me.
In the early 1950s, I was in the 2nd or 3rd grade — I don’t remember — at Roslyn Elementary School. One day our teacher gave us an arithmetic test. Not knowing the answer to one of the questions, I copied the (wrong) answer of a nearby student. When accused of cheating by the teacher, the other girl pleaded innocence. Her mother rightly believed her and called my mother who confronted me. Afraid of punishment, I denied that I had cheated. My mother believed me and told the other mother I was innocent. I presume the other little girl was punished for what I did.
Irreparable damage is done in this world by false accusations. Although the damage cannot be undone, still I must try to do what I can. What I did was wrong and I want to apologize, but do not remember the other girl’s name or know how to contact her. The only thing I could think of was to apologize in this manner and hope that she or her parents would read it. My maiden name was Peggy Lassiter.
The truth is often lost in today’s world, either through falsity in advertising, attempts to win political campaigns, or to excuse oneself or blame others. Maybe if each of us determines to live by the truth, whatever the consequences, we can begin to change this world for the better, and maybe it is never too late to begin.
Peggy Lassiter Pedersen,
Victoria, British Columbia