When I taught fifth grade, I set my classroom up on a mini-economy system with Bame* Bucks. The students earned money for coming to school and doing their classroom ‘job’. It became funny to me because the students viewed the classroom money as if it actually had value.
One student, in particular, wouldn’t even use the bathroom because I required the students to pay me a Bame Buck to be excused from class to go. I’d offer several enticing knick-knacks and continually reminded the students that as with any reward, they would have to count the cost & determine if the sacrifice was worth it.
Some yielded to the temptation of buying trinkets such as a sparkly pen. Others, desiring to be the RICHEST person in the classroom, held tightly onto their money in anticipation of the year-end auction. It was quite comical as their teacher, though I never revealed my smirk! To their fifth grade minds, this was serious business!
On to real life, and with that SAME principle in mind, I appreciate this lady. She counted the cost and realized that her comfort and the familiarity of her home were priceless. Good for her. It’s refreshing to see people who are not dictated by money’s sway.
*Last name changed to protect my innocence???