A 7th grade student walked into my classroom and insisted his friend not follow him in. I could tell he was nervous about something. With the quarter ending tomorrow, I asked him if he had late assignments to turn in.
He answered, "Well, sort of." He explained that he had been dishonest and had reported inaccurate homework scores. He gave me a handful of assignments that he had redone to make up for his error.
By his expression and his cracking voice, it seemed that it took most all of his courage to face me and admit that he had done wrong.
Without hesitation, I told him that I was so incredibly proud of him for admitting he was wrong and coming in to make it right.
This is one of the greatest moments in my teaching career so far.
As I told his mom via email, he is a great young man and will only grow to be more impressive as he works through things like this.