We all have that one friend: he has the varsity sport, the presidential authority, and those indescribable good looks. If high school was like nature, Darwin would praise him for being the best; if high school was like a religion, he would be our deity. And everyone doesn't stop talking about him; he actually doesn't need to brag about himself because every other person will do it for him.
"Did you hear? He got the best score."
"Yesterday, he saved a kitten, dog, pig, ... from a burning building."
Of course, everyone loves hearing this stuff—it's great inspiration of what we could have been. When college decisions start to come out and we see that he got into some prestigious university, we'll be happy for him. It's another thing we can all talk about. We won't be jealous at all because we've built this guy to be the best—we knew this was coming. Everyone bragged about him, complimenting every single achievement, supporting him after he already succeeded.
I'll be happy for him too—but I think there are better things to worry about. Sometimes, I think that people get so engrossed in other's works, comparing their achievements to their peers, that they lose sight of their own prize. High school is a lot of pressure, where we truly see the hierarchy of intelligence, athletics, etc., but everyone has their own path to follow. Walking down someone else's, discussing the latest test scores or essay grades, won't get you where you want to go.
Very deep post edward. I like the message that this blog post made. We all strive to be the best we can be only to fall short. Failure, however, is what makes us improve.
ReplyDeleteYoure right we all grow from failure and everyone is unique so its not fair to compare yourself to others because everyone is slightly different.
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