Last week, I had the opportunity to join a group of Baha’is as we made a few home visits. In our efforts to drum up support for a children’s class that starts today. We began with a prayer and then split off into groups to visit the 10 or so children who had previously attended a class. All of the children live in the same apartment complex. The groups of adults were divided to provide for the most possible diversity of gender, age, and race. Even those of us with non-English language abilities were strategically placed.
The goal of the day was not to get people to become Baha’is, but merely to have them sign up to attend a children’s class that is focused on teaching values and morals that are common to all religions, and responsible living in general. Topics such as unity, tolerance, patience, and the end of prejudices are discussed.
My particular group was assigned to four different children, and we were only able to find one of them at home—a 12-year old boy, he seemed interested in returning to classes and his mother was quite enthusiastic and friendly. Following our experience we all came together to exchange notes. A small group of children and their friends came over to spend some time us in the parking lot before we all needed to depart. They seemed to be glad to have the attention from people they did not know, yet who seemed safe and good-natured.
No matter what our results were that day I think we did well in letting people know about a class that can teach some positive values to their children, but I always have an awkward feeling knocking on the doors of people I do not know—especially when they are not expecting me. Actually, I sometimes feel that way even when they are people I do know, and are expecting me. Baha’is are forbidden from proselytizing the faith and I do not feel that our actions that constituted proselytization (although we were prepared should anyone want a deeper discussion about the Faith). However, there is a fine line that we must walk between letting people know about our activities and having them feel as though we are pressuring them.
I have lived in different cultures that have different feelings about their homes. Sometimes they are open places where visitors and guests come in and out. Some people play host to many gatherings of friends nearly every night of the week. My family and I have always been a bit more cloistered and use our homes as a private sanctuary from the world; a safe zone.
I know of many teaching programs throughout the United States that use door-to-door methods of meeting new people and inviting them to events. I have been on teaching campaigns that did knock on random doors and talk to people to tell them about the faith and invite them to events. The National Spiritual Assembly has said this is not proselytization, but it is not for me.
This was a bit different as we only visited with people who had already come to an event of their own volition in the past. Still, I frequently find myself having to contemplate on how comfortable I am with certain teaching activities and occasionally declining to join in.
TeacherJay Reflections children, education