Monday, February 15, 2010

Falling

The hardest thing for me to watch during the Olympics is someone falling, no matter what the sport. I can almost see dreams crashing to the ground as they hit the ground in the middle of a jump, down a slope or on the ice. It kills me. I physically put my arms out wanting to hug whoever it is because I can just feel that pain.

The thing is, the athletes don't let a fall destroy their career even if it's at the Olympics, when all they have worked for most of their young life is on the line. They just brush themselves off and try even harder. And when you hear them talk about the fall later on, they consider it something that helped them in the long run. The fall made them a better athlete.

Watching athletes fall is kind of like watching your kids fail. It really sucks to watch. I want to be like the 'Catcher in the Rye' and catch my kids before falling off the imaginary cliff whether that be grades or sports. But if I am always there to catch them, what happens the time I am not there.

There are positive lessons in failure. Last semester, Miley bombed and I mean bombed a geography test labeling all the countries in Africa. She insisted she did not need to know placement. She knew the spelling so she figured it would be a piece of cake. Wrong. I hated driving her home the day she got that grade. She cried and cried and cried more.

I tried not to cry with her.

She decided on her on to study her next continent, South America, much more intently. She made fake maps, found online quizzes, used index cards. And got a perfect. Had she gotten a B on the Africa test, she would not have tried as hard the next time and would not have been rewarded with her amazing results.

It was a lesson for both of us.

So there is a positive side to failure and falling. It's just really, really hard to watch.

4 comments:

Clare said...

i am right there with you when i watch people fall. it doesn't matter what country they are from. i love the story about your daughter. i hope that i can be positive with my kids in that type of situation too!

Texan Mama @ Who Put Me In Charge said...

I wish my kids had Miley's resolve. They get bad grades on a test and say, "oh well. What's for dinner?"

I blame the public schools. ha ha

Anti-Supermom said...

Last time I was here, Blogger ate my comment - but Lisa, I've been thinking (and reading you).

This is exactly how I feel about Henry, I want to hug him, I want to 'fix' him - but this is a lesson, a challenge we will both make it through.

Lizz @ Yes, and So is My Heart said...

Great post! Sounds like she learned an important lesson.

Also, I haven't been by in a while. I'm sorry to learn about the fire. So glad you are all safe. Praying that you can get back in your house soon.