IS HONESTY REALLY THE BEST POLICY?

Is honesty really the best policy? Have you ever been tempted to lie?

Well…of course! For me, I have lied for so many times. I know I have lied for so many reasons.

It was Friday night then…and tomorrow there will be no classes! I was thinking of something. I don’t want to lie but I think I have to. I was baffled, do I really have to? I wanted to go to my classmate’s house. I don’t think that my parents would allow me to go there. My classmates told me that we are going to watch our favorite movie show there and have a bonding session with each other. Then we will also go to the internet café for something…- something not so important.

Soon, it was Saturday. Yes, Saturday- my free day. But how can I be free if I cant even do what I wanted to. Huh!!! My parents are leaving now. I have no chance to go out.

And again and again, I am alone. I am all by myself with out nothing. Stand, stretch my body on the bed, read, and writing those balderdash things and nothing more- that’s what I did…

…until they have arrived. Yeepee!!! I was thinking that I can have a chance to go with my classmates. But was reason will I am going to tell to my parents. Shall I lie and tell to them that I am going with my classmates for our group project? Or tell to them the truth that I’ll be with my friends to do something…something really not important? Oh, God! I’ll be asking fifty pesos to them to spend it for my own fun. My conscience was disturbing me.

While my parents were still there, I need to move. I know, just a minute from now, they will be leaving for work.

“Mom, I am going to…to…to my classmate’s house,” I told her. She then scolded me. She told me to stay and just rest. But resting for the whole night isn’t my habit. In fact, I was really, really bored. I have nothing more to do. “Ma, we are going to finish our project now. This project is due on Monday,” I added. Until she said, “yes”. She gave a fifty-peso bill to me. After some time I stepped out. But I wasn’t comfortable. My conscience was still there. I was blaming myself. I don’t know what to do. “Hakuna matata? No worries?” how can I be confident if I have already done wrong. After all, it was me who forced to escape the boredom.

I know I have lied. I thought going along with friends is just part of growing up. But lying isn’t a part of growing up. I lied! I should have told to my parents what is really my intention.

But for every mistake, there is a lesson. I know I have done wrong.

For me, honesty isn’t the best policy. Honesty is truthfulness. It has a lesson. Honesty is something to be followed.