As District Employment Officer, my father was given a jeep by the government. There was no garage in the office, so the jeep was parked in our house. My father refused to use it to commute to the office. He told us that the jeep is an expensive resource given by the government-he reiterated to us that it was not 'his jeep' but the government's jeep. Insisting that he would use it only to tour the interiors, he would walk to his office on normal days. He also made sure that we never sat in the government jeep-we could sit in it only when it was stationary. That was our early childhood lesson in governance-a lesson that corporate managers learn the hard way, some never do. The driver of the jeep was treated with respect as any other member of my father's office. As small children, we were taught not to call him by his name. We had to use the suffix 'dada' whenever we were to refer to him in public or private. When I grew up to own a car and a driver by the name of Raju was appointed, I repeated the lesson to my two small daughters. They have, as a result, grown up calling him 'Raju Uncle'-very different from many of their friends who refer to their family drivers as 'my driver.' When I hear that term from a school or college going person, I cringe. To me, the lesson was significant-you treat small people with more respect than you treat big people. It is more important to respect your subordinates than your superiors. The word that can replace 'reiterated' is