My dad came from the world of academics, a world where mistakes are perceived as bad and to be avoided. In the world of education, the more mistakes a person makes, the less intelligent that person is thought to be.
I had a different view on mistakes which came from the streets. For me, mistakes were opportunities to learn something new, something he did know before. To me, the more mistakes a person made, the more the person learned.
There is a bit of magic hidden in every mistake. So the more mistakes I make and I take the time to learn from, the more magic I have in my life.
Just remember the frustration you went through as you struggled to learn how to ride a bicycle. All your friends are riding but all you are doing is climbing on the bike and immediately falling off. You make mistake after mistake. Then suddenly, you stop falling off, you begin to peddle, the bike begins rollin, and then suddenly like a magic, whole new world opens to you. That is the magic found in mistakes.
I had a different view on mistakes which came from the streets. For me, mistakes were opportunities to learn something new, something he did know before. To me, the more mistakes a person made, the more the person learned.
There is a bit of magic hidden in every mistake. So the more mistakes I make and I take the time to learn from, the more magic I have in my life.
Just remember the frustration you went through as you struggled to learn how to ride a bicycle. All your friends are riding but all you are doing is climbing on the bike and immediately falling off. You make mistake after mistake. Then suddenly, you stop falling off, you begin to peddle, the bike begins rollin, and then suddenly like a magic, whole new world opens to you. That is the magic found in mistakes.
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