“It is in your moments of decision that your destiny is shaped”


In my job we use a method to teach the children called “Highscope”. A characteristic of this method is a heavy emphasis on choices. We believe that by giving the children the means and ways to make their own choices, we can empower them to become independent individuals. Many parents cannot comprehend how a child of two and a half can make an informed choice. It requires a lot of patience and understanding, as well as the correct training. Through learning about this method, I have actually grown in my own understanding of life. That is to say, I have learned that we always have a choice.  The choice we would like may not be available, but the fact is, we all have free will.
                                                         At this time of the year, it can be difficult to persuade the children to sit at the table at certain times of the day. So we offer them a choice. They can sit on their chair, or sit on our lap. Obviously the child does not want to sit at all, but that choice is not offered. So the child chooses to sit on the chair. We explain to the child that if they get up when they’re not supposed to, they have to sit on our lap. They really don’t like this, so they choose the lesser of the two evils! In the same way,( depending on one’s core belief) life/the Universe/one’s God etc can offer up some tough choices.  About a year ago I was faced with having to make one of these choices. I was seriously ill. It was recommended I had major surgery. Did I have a choice? On the face of it, many would say no. My response to them is “There’s always a choice” I could have not had the surgery. I could have had treatment that would have delayed the progression of the condition. The list goes on. Fact is, I chose to have the surgery. By making this choice I also chose to accept any consequences of having the surgery. There were many (and still are a few) nights when the pain was so unbearable I wanted to give up. But I chose to fight. I will continue to choose to fight.
                                So the quote says that our decisions shape our destiny. I will always believe this to be true. Life throws us these conundrums, but it is our decisions and how we deal with these problems that ultimately shapes our destiny. Do we make the “right” choices? Who knows? It is my belief that there is no “right” or “wrong” choice, only lessons to be learned.

SharonAnn

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