My core moral belief is honesty. I picked honesty because one childhood moment in particular left me with a hatred of dishonesty. When I was seven years old, I was in Oklahoma, and I was attending a private Islamic school. I had already met a couple of friends who I was close to. However, one boy, who was in first grade acted overly nice to me that year. I didn't talk to him much, and since I was still sort of new to the school, I was eager to be his friend. Around that time, my dad surprised me with a Gameboy Color, the latest and greatest new gadget. At the time, this was very expensive and I am grateful that my dad bought it for me. My grandma also took me to GameStop, and let me choose a few games for it, each one costing around $30. At the time, I was the happiest kid ever. I was telling my new "friend" about this and he excitedly asked if he could borrow my games. I was happy I could do something for him, so I thought I could let him borrow it for a day or two. Then he told me he needed to borrow my Gameboy because he lost his. My dad caught me putting it in my backpack and put it away. I told the boy since he can't play the games, he should give them back to me. He actually gave me an evil laugh and told me I would not see them again. He was right. Few days later his whole family moved to Texas.
I was extremely upset from that incident. I spend hours crying in my room. I did not tell my parents, even now, about what happened because I knew it was my fault for trusting my games with a boy I barely talked to before. I was ashamed that I lost the games my Grandma spent her hard-earned money for. She had saved up money for a long time so that she could buy gifts for my sister and I. Luckily, my dad stopped me from taking the Gameboy to school or he would have stolen it too! I was honest with the boy but he was comepletely dishonest with me. From that point on, I valued honest as my core moral belief, because I discovered how much dishonesty could hurt.
