Honesty is the best policy docx

Honesty is the best policy. One fine day, while I was on my way to school, I found a wallet. It was lying outside the lift. Opening the wallet, I found two hundred dollars and some coins inside. There were some pieces of paper but no identity card. I was tempted to keep the money, but I remembered what my teacher had taught us. She said, “It is wrong to take things which do not belong to us. We should have the honesty.” I scolded myself for harboring such dishonest thoughts. Then, instead of going to school, I went to report what I had found to the neighborhood police. The policeman was very kind and listened to me patiently. As I was about to finish my story, I saw my neighbor, Mr. Song, walk into the police-station. He looked surprised to see me. After much explanation, we discovered that the wallet belonged to Mr. Song. What a coincidence! My neighbor thanked me over and over again. The policeman praised me for my honesty and for being an honest boy in the situation. He also called up my school to inform my principal of the incident. I am glad that I had not kept the wallet. Indeed, honesty is the best policy. A lesson learnt I was shopping for a wallet in a large shopping center. Suddenly, a naughty thought ran through my mind. The counter where the wallets were sold was at a corner of the store. There was nobody around me then. Stealthily, I put one of the wallets into my pocket. I felt guilt written all over my face. As I was about to leave the shop, a pair of arms grabbed me by my shoulders. “We have to refer you to the police for shop-lifting,” the man said. I was horrified. My parents were notified and they were furious to learn what I had done. However, they pleaded with the shop manager on my behalf. The shop manager finally decided to drop the charge against me. I truly regretted stealing the wallet and promised to turn over a new leaf. He nevertheless referred the case to my school principal. I was given a demerit point as punishment and my teachers explained to me the seriousness of shoplifting. It had indeed been a painful lesson. I resolve never to commit the same mistake again. . Honesty is the best policy. One fine day, while I was on my way to school, I found a wallet. It was lying outside the lift. Opening the wallet, I found two hundred. He also called up my school to inform my principal of the incident. I am glad that I had not kept the wallet. Indeed, honesty is the best policy. A lesson learnt I was shopping for a wallet. should have the honesty. ” I scolded myself for harboring such dishonest thoughts. Then, instead of going to school, I went to report what I had found to the neighborhood police. The policeman