Three Events

Event One (what it is about): I was a competitive dancer when I was younger. Once I realized I had forgotten to put on my gloves for my costume before heading backstage. I realized this 30 seconds before our group number was about to start. I missed the first half of my dance routine running to get my gloves.

So what? This experience taught me that a mistake, no matter how huge it feels in the moment, isn’t a big a deal in the long run.

Event Two (what it is about): I grew up in Colorado. There was this huge hill in my neighborhood that was turned into a park. It’s called Toboggan Hill. When I was a kid, we would sled (or snow tube!) down this hill in the winter. Older kids used to build small jumps out of snow so they could practice snowboard tricks. We would snow tube over these jumps once the bigger kids had vacated them. The first time I got the courage to go over one my tube flipped mid-air and threw me down the hill.

So what? I learned you don’t always succeed at what you try.

Event Three (what it is about): In the summer, my siblings and I would play out in our yard. We had an acre of land on a wooded hill. I remember vividly playing in the dirt with my sister, when I noticed ants crawling up and down my legs. I remember hundreds of ants—though realistically it was probably closer to twenty. My sister refused to help me so I frantically ran up the hill to my dad, who was planting trees. By the time I reached my father—absolutely hysterical—I realized I had already knocked all the ants off myself just by running.

So what? I learned that they are other solutions to how one can achieve a goal—and that I don’t always need others help to achieve it. Not to mention I learned how to get ants off my legs. That’s an important life lesson right there.