“Success just isn’t in your DNA.”
I’ll never forget the day she said those words to me.
I was in eleventh grade English class, and it was a Friday. I was eager for the bell to ring so I could get to baseball practice. We had a big game that night. As the bell tolled the teacher asked me to come to her office after class.
I knew this couldn’t be good.
I sat across from her as she handed me our most recent essay test with a big red letter that came much later in the alphabet than I had hoped. She told me not to be discouraged—that everyone has different skills and that this just wasn’t my “thing.”
“But even if you aren’t successful at writing,” she continued, “You can be successful at other things, like baseball. Didn’t you hit a home run last weekend?”
I knew she was trying to be helpful, but there was something about what she said that I didn’t like. Her tone implied it had already been decided, not just that I wasn’t successful at writing but that I couldn’t be. And when I questioned her, she answered: read more »