Madam Rose brought two students to the principal’s office, expressing her frustration, “Sister, I’ve given up. These two never obey. They refuse to get a haircut or trim their nails. Do whatever you want, I’m fed up.”
Little Sidharth, a student from Class VI, caught my attention and requested a private conversation in the office. He pleaded, “Please, Sister, don’t call my parents or force me to cut my hair. I can’t face anyone if I cut my hair because I already feel short. It’s only my long hair that helps me feel equal to the other students. I feel so small in front of everyone.” Taking his hand, I led him back to his classroom. Throughout the journey, he persistently asked me to leave him and promised never to disclose why he kept his hair long. Upon reaching the class, Sidharth made various attempts to prevent me from speaking. Finally, I reassured him that I would not belittle him with my words. I asked the class, “What do you think Sidharth is capable of becoming in the future?” In unison, they replied, “A Chottu or a Mottu.” Sensing the need for a different approach, I changed the question, “What qualities have you observed in Sidharth?” The class grew serious, and one by one, they shared their thoughts. “Sister, he is very quiet, a good friend, talented in sports, never troubles us, and always polite. He could become a doctor like his father.” As Sidharth heard the list of his qualities, he thanked me, and I left him in the class, whispering in his ear, “Sidharth, you are not defined by what you believe. You can aim high and reach for the sky. Your height will not hinder you. Please consider getting a haircut.” And he did go for a haircut
Sr Mariella CTC
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