It's dark and cold on the street, but we'll find a way home...

I must say, I have a huge fear in taking risk.
I always want to be looked up, respected and accepted.
I don't want to look stupid.
I don't want people regard me as a loser.
I want to be perfect.
As perfect as the brightest star in the sky.

One may laugh upon reading this.
I know it's ridiculous for nobody's perfect.
Yet, I work so hard and avoid every route that seems risky to be taken.

But today,
I broke one of the barriers.
I took the risk.
I went to ice-skate, without fear of falling onto the ground
or worry that people might laugh at me.
No, I didn't withdraw.
Instead, it seemed unbelievable when I shouted to my friends,
"come on, don't be scared! It won't hurt that much even if you fall onto the ground! You'll learn more!"
So, there I went... Skating on the slippery ice... I fell, I stood up again, skated, fell again, and the series went on for over and over...
Guess what??? withing the few hours, I managed to balance myself and skate better without stumbling much on the ground.
I was so excited.
I knew there were a lot of people around me, and they were probably looking at me... but I was not ashamed. Instead, I rose proudly every time I flapped over the floor. I laughed and had fun.

If only I learn how to laugh when I feel like I'm the biggest loser in the world, I probably would learn to find my way back. I probably would enjoy the "art of failure". Things would be much better.
Sometimes, we don't know how good we can be until we try over and over, even after a series of failure.
I wish I will learn from this.

-Miss B-