Last night I watched a little kid trying to skim board. He must have wiped out a million times, no lie. But every time he wiped out he just went out and wiped out again.
Some of these wipeouts were pretty spectacular, too, I must say. A few times I thought he would come out limping and crying.
But he didn’t. He just kept draggin’ his little body back to the shore, and prep for another run at it.
He was hanging with the big dogs, too—older boys who seemed to accept him into their pack of skim boarders. They didn’t laugh at him or condescend in any way. They seemed to take it as the norm that if you wanted to learn to skim board, you had to be willing to bite it. A lot.
It reminded me of playing badminton with Jack Renner. Last Fourth of July, Jack Renner, a second grader, and I “played” a game of badminton. He couldn’t serve the birdie over the net to save his life. He must have whiffed that thing a thousand times. It was painful to watch. But he did not give up. He was okay with failing, but he was not okay with giving up.
I love that. I bow down to that.
I am trying to get comfortable with failing. It’s one of the things I hate to do. I tend to be a “giver-upper,” and the older I get, the more slack I give myself, saying stuff about “old dogs and new tricks.” But that’s BS, and everybody knows it.
There’s a Zen saying that goes, “Fall down seven times, get up eight.”
Yeah. I’m working on it.
Here’s the Skim Board “pack” with their “pup” (fourth from the left):
Here’s one attempt of, oh, about 500:
Here’s a rather “tame” wipeout:
I loved this kid. Could not stop watching him. He’s a Guru.
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Just thought you should know Jack has not changed. In fact at Basketball camp this summer at Drake University (250 kids) he won the Bulldog Award given to the one child who never gave up no matter what!
_0^= (this is the emoticon for “bowing down.”)
Jack is amazing. Period.
I love this – you should write a book. Really. A book on people and life. I would buy it.
Sweet! Thanks Lin.