Comment: Cummunity supply closets...

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Cummunity supply closets...

I believe it has to do with the community supply trend... I have a friend who is a kindergarten teacher for a public school. I asked her about this and she believes the community closet teaches the children to share. I disagree.
I don't think EVERY parent brings in all items on the list. Last years supplies might make up for any missing items. Nor do I believe most of them buy quality items. Wal-mart (and many other giant corporations) crap is MADE to break. Parents would be on to this IF their child was personally responsible for their scissors and such. Also, I do not believe kids respect items belonging to the 'group'. Who do you even apologize to if and when you break something?
When I was a kid, we kept OUR personal school items in OUR desk. Things like pencils, crayons, scissors, erasers, glue, ect. I was responsible for these items. If I lost or broke one I would need to ask my parents to purchase a replacement. Do this enough times and you quickly learn to take better care of your things, you DID NOT want to hear Mommy or Daddy's not happy voice AGAIN. Not only that, if I took good care of my things and many survived into the next school year I would be allowed to pick a more expensive backpack or lunch box. If I didn't need crayons more than once a year my parents had no problem buying me the big box of crayons. You get the idea.
And if a fellow classmate borrowed something from me, they had the responsibility of returning it in the condition they found it. Most did. Those that did not usually replaced it. And for those few who did not replace a broken item, I simply did not SHARE with them again. Do this to enough kids in the class and only the most desperate friend seeker will take the risk.
SO- miraculously, EVEN though I was not FORCED to, I learned to how to share! Can you believe it? That is actually LEARNING to share. Not only did I learn to enjoy the feeling I got when I shared MY things, I also learned to respect other peoples things when they were good enough to share with me. Nobody had to force me...