I am not one who fails easily.
I am not one to take failure lightly or gracefully.
Failure, as far as I am concerned, is not an option.
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“This is a place where you will fail. Consistently, daily, and this is a place where it is safe to do that.”
This is how she starts our first day of class. This is how she introduces me to what will quickly become my favorite class, my favorite subject, my desired continued area of study.
I feel my stomach tighten as she mentions failure. My mouth fights to grimace or smile, I cannot decide which.
“Failure?” I think. “I don’t really do failure.”
But in this classroom, surrounded by these fellow students I will come to welcome the freedom of failure.
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