Well I'm sure from my yesterday's
post I'm expected to maybe appreciate white lies. Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't like white lies.
They start off as small bits of misinformation that are often mistaken for being harmless and insignificant. But it usually doesn't stop with one lie. Soon more and more lies must be told to accommodate the consistency of the original lie.
And then the little white lie becomes so big, you've forgotten what started it in the first place.
Every time I hear the term 'white lie' I'm reminded of this book that was read to me in the third grade,
Jimmy and the White Lie.
Its about a boy called Jimmy who breaks a neighbor's window playing baseball. He tells a little 'white lie' about his involvement in the incident. As the story progresses the reader sees that Jimmy is having to tell more lies to cover up the one white lie he told. The more lies he tells the bigger the 'white lie' gets. Once he confesses to his parents about the lie, and confronts the neighbor about breaking her window, he is forgiven for lying and the white lie goes away.
Its a great little book that not only talks about the dangers of lying, but the greatness of forgiveness when you choose to tell the truth.
