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Psychology tells us that motivation (motive + ion) can be an inner stimulus or a social stimulus.
Neuro associative conditioning experts claim that everything we do is driven by two forces: pain and pleasure. The scriptures call these two forces LOVE and FEAR.
When we are driven by pain or fear, we are using painful (negative) motivation, and when we are driven by pleasure or love, we are employing positive (pleasant) motivation. Both positive motivation and negative motivation can happen because of internal (inner) factors or external (social) ones like if youth are not interested in what they are being thought. They will not pay attention and will not learn. To induce the teenagers to learn we must capture and hold their attention. Otherwise, young people will not learn to be production citizens, innovators, or anything else we hope to teach them.
The general approach to interesting teens is no great mystery. If the instruction motives satisfy their motive in order to capture their attention in the first place. They will want to pay attention and in the process may achieve educational objectives. However control is a most human prevalent motivating force that expresses and manifest itself in humans’ superiors’ control of their environment as this is important to human behavior and achievement cannot be overemphasized.
True life Story of When A Friend Messes Up
Firstly, Bekah's lifestyle choices contradicted the faith she proclaimed, and she knew it. The Bible calls this "willful sin". When we continue in willful sin, it becomes more comfortable, and our hearts and attitudes grow hard toward God.
“So,” clarified Hosh, “the moral of Aesop’s 'Lion and the Mouse' story was to make friends, however weak or strong they may be.”
“Friends can be very useful, even when they are very small. Even the tiny mouse was able to help the mighty lion by saving his life!"
“For sure,” agreed Rosh. "The smallest creature can help the mightiest creature at some point. But it also shows that it is pointless to ridicule people for being small and weak, poor and useless.”
“Size and resourcefulness are not always as effective, as one expects them to be. The lion’s weren’t, when he got trapped.”
“The mouse was very brave, Pa,” Hosh commented. “But why did he run away?”
“Because he wasn’t stupid,” replied Rosh. “He was grateful that the lion had spared his life. So, he came back to help him and repaid his debt. But friendship lasts among equals.”
“Let us assume, that the story had continued without the mouse running away. Let us assume that the lion, feeling grateful to the mouse for freeing him, became his friend.”
“Would their relationship have lasted? Not very likely, as the mouse is part of the lion’s food chain. How can prey and predator live together as friends?”
“Even if they are able to, what about the others around them. Lions live in a pride. With other lions. Mice are social creatures too. They live with mice.”
“Mice around lions is no danger to lions, but lions around mice means mortal danger to mice. They could get eaten by the other lions in the pride, or even just trampled over by the big cats.”
“So, wanting to repay one's debt might be a virtue, but exposing yourself to constant danger is stupidity. It would have been lack of judgment by the mouse, had he stayed back.”
“Lions understand love and gratitude, but for the mouse to aspire to live together with a lion would be presumptuous. Such foolish ambitions are doomed to end in grief.”
Rosh hugged him close and heard his story. It was quickly coming to a point when Josh was beginning to lose his desire to go to school at all.
He didn't want to go to school authorities again, as he wasn't sure who to blame for these repeat incidences. He knew Josh was naughty too, but the repeat beatings were another matter altogether.
"From next week, you are going to join Karate lessons," he said after Josh had finished speaking, "you will at least learn to defend yourself, if you can't learn to keep out of trouble in the first place."
"Let me also tell you something very important about bullies. You can't reason with them. When I was a child your age I read an Aesopian story about a Wolf and a Lamb."
“A hungry wolf was once drinking water at a stream. Looking up, he saw a little lamb drinking water further down from him.
‘There's my dinner,’ he thought, ‘if I can find some excuse to grab it.’
“Hey you,” he called out to the lamb, "How dare you dirty the water I am drinking?"
"No Sir," gasped the surprised lambkin, "if the water is muddy up there, it cannot be because of anything I’ve done, as it runs downhill from you to me."
“We’ll have to investigate that,” warned the wolf as he walked down menacingly towards the little lamb. The lamb stood his ground knowing that he hadn’t done anything wrong and had spoken the truth.
"I know you!" growled the wolf with sudden recognition, as he inched closer to the lamb, "you are the guy who swore at me this time last year."
"Couldn’t have been me, Sir" refuted the lamb, "I am not even six months old yet."
“Must have been your father then,” snapped the wolf, getting closer and angrier.
The lamb sensed real danger now, and began to tremble. But it was too late to run.
“Sir,” he pleaded, completely scared, “I can only apologize for my father, if he ever did so.”
“How dare you doubt my word, you shithead!” snarled the wolf, his fangs now bared with anger, “You need to be taught some manners.”
“Sorry Sir,” the lambkin bleated, “if I have offended you. I didn’t mean to. I’ll never do it again.”
“No you won’t,” thundered the wolf, “Cos you won’t be alive to insult me again.”
With that, he pounced on the lambkin and tore him apart.
"Any excuse will serve a bully. It is pointless trying to reason with them or trying to placate them. You only make them angrier by doing so. But there are other ways to deal with them. The easiest is not to be caught alone with them. Stay in groups. Always. There is safety in the crowd.”
Story of two Buddhist monks.
The elder carried a helpless girl to safety and left her there, but …
“Spit your anger now,” Qosh said to his son lovingly, “and eat some food. If you won’t eat, I won’t eat too.”
Rosh looked at his father and pouted, “You got angry, when it wasn’t even my fault.”
“Sorry son, if it wasn’t your fault,” Qosh answered sincerely. “Please forgive me for that."
"Elders can make mistakes too sometimes, you know. But you shouldn’t be angry for this long.”
“If elders can get angry for the wrong reasons, why can’t I, when I am truly wronged?” Rosh questioned.
Qosh lifted his son in his arms and brought him down from the hot dark room in which he had isolated himself for hours.
As Dev served them both dinner, Qosh continued, “Yes, I get angry. And you have a right to be angry too. It is only human to feel anger."
"But my anger is momentary. It comes. And then it goes, as quickly as it came. Yours though, lingers too long. That is no good. Not for you, not for others.”
“When I was a child, I heard a story of two Buddhist monks who were travelling through a flood ravaged plain. Buddhist monks have to lead a life of strict vows, one of which is of celibacy. In this order, they were not even allowed to touch a woman.”
“When these two monks crossing the flooded plain came around a bend, they saw a lovely young girl stuck on the roof of a hut. Waters were still rising, as heavy rain poured around them. The girl was terrified by the increasing danger, yet afraid to enter the flood waters around her.”
"Here girl," said the elder monk. “Hop on my back. I’ll take you across.”
The younger monk was startled, but kept quiet.
‘He teaches me restraint, ‘he thought, ‘yet he couldn't restrain himself, when the first opportunity came along. One set of rules for himself, another set of rules for others. What a hypocrite!’
The elder lifted her on his back and started to walk away. As he followed them silently, he couldn’t help thinking, ‘He could have asked me to carry her. I am younger and stronger. Why didn’t he? Did he want to touch her so much?’
He also couldn’t help notice the girl’s beauty. The more he looked and thought, the more he felt torn between guilt and derision, ‘He’s only trying to help her. He’s only trying to lead by example. Oh, why do I feel like that? Why do I mistrust my mentor so?’
Quietly, the monks waded through the flooded plain. The younger monk simmered in his thoughts and questions. Rage vanquished rationale. He did not speak as they traveled, but noted with dismay, the elder’s vitality.
He seemed to be in high spirits soaking up the sunshine, relishing the chatter of birds.
It was wet and cold everywhere, but anger smoked up inside the young monk. Rising slowly, like magma rises from deep within the womb of the earth.
‘Is this Dhamma?’ he brooded. ‘No wonder we are told to stay away from women. Look what she does to him with her touch. And what she does to me, without.’
- You may want to do something to cover up guilt and self-blame.
- You may want to do more because you often experience feelings of inadequacy or insecurity.
- You want to prove someone she’s wrong about you and you will show your worth through achievement.
- You may feel fear of failure, fear of dismissal or rejection, or fear of judgment.
- You may be striving for perfection or to be at the level of someone you compare yourself to.
- You want to change because of coercion or pressure from someone else.