Failure. Failure is cool. Failure is right; Failure is a
natural process in the development of all things. When we first learn to eat on
our own the spit and drool and mashed up pumpkin that drips from our faces onto
the plastic plates is the first of our mistakes. We soon learn that the grub
goes in the hole in our head with teeth and that spoons and forks really are
useful, enabling the eating and making a god awful racket.
We try to walk next, bumping and scraping ourselves along
the way a dog drags its butt along the carpet. We stand to rounds of applause
from grandparents and proud mums and dads before coming to earth with a bump to
‘awwws’ and ‘aahhhs’ and a little laughter that makes us want to do the
crashing around thing a little bit more before we learn it hurts a little more
each time and standing on the weird useless things at the end of our legs we used
to be able to put in the strange hole in our head with the teeth where the
pumpkin goes is evidently preferable.
We go outside to play and ride bikes. Falling off, grazing
knees, getting back on and eventually making it to the park to climb trees we
promptly then fall out of. School comes next with the first forays into forming
letters and kindly matrons standing over us holding our hands while we make our
vowels on a page promptly stuck onto the fridge until we bring home the
macaroni owl.
Failure is the only experience teenage boys get in that
first desperate attempt to understand the fairer sex. The ones that succeed recognise
that their first failures teach them something new and every rebuttal, for
whatever reason, is a step towards a success somewhere else.
The failure of dress sense from the age of 14 until 24 and
the awkward silence as the pictures of those heady days are found and displayed
to people you would rather had not seen the white jeans or white stilettos.
Life is about failure. It’s about falling on our backsides
and wondering why before dragging ourselves to our feet to try it again. What
happens if you fall over? You get back up. As Alfred says to Batman - ‘Why do we
fall, sir? So that we can learn to pick ourselves up.’
This is all well and good until we get to the latter stages
of our educational process where failure is not an option. We are not given the
benefits of learning from mistakes and the messages drummed into young people
are that this is it. Do or die.
But the world isn’t like that. We don’t get shot if we fail
to pass an exam, we won’t be exiled to a gulag if we make a mistake at work.
You might get fired, but that’s just another life lesson.
Failure teaches, failure helps, failure shows us what we are
doing wrong and how to get better and better until eventually you can stand on
your own two feet.
You should not live with failure; it should only pay the occasional
visit. But when she does, embrace failure like a friend who’s given you
some brilliant advice; just remember not to have to have her repeat it.
(With thanks to JK for the article)
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