Not Good Enough

When I was growing up I always though everyone was better than me at everything. No matter where I went there was somebody else that was faster, stronger, smarter. Sometimes I was not good enough to make some team I wanted to join. In the class room I did not always understand. I was never really the worst but it seemed to take me longer than most to catch on and even then nothing seemed to come naturally.

I don't think it worried me too much, I was happy enough not being the centre of attention.

Slowly things started to change, the more I saw the more I learned. Many times it was not that these other people were super talented or better than me they just had more experience and support from others.

When I spent time practicing and learning things started to work for me too. The more I trained the better I got.

If I did the work it would pay dividends. I grew to like learning and practicing without anybody knowing then show up at school or a sporting club and surprise everyone. Sometimes people thought it was just chance or luck but once I had the knack there was no stopping me.

All my life if I wanted something bad enough I would find a way to make it happen, rarely overnight and sometimes it took years but I suppose the good things sometimes take a little longer but are worth learning and working at it for!