“We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today’s possibility under tomorrow’s rug until we can’t anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves that knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying.“
I have decided to share some of my most memorable mistakes that I have locked in my memory. I had a very adventurous childhood and I loved being a big sister to my younger brothers. I also have a pain tolerance of a superhero so I’ll admit, I’ve done some stupid things and I learnt pretty fast what it is I should do when something doesn’t look right. You could say these were my early life lessons that I now call stories.
So without further ado;
1. Before my first brother could walk, I painted a lovely piece of artwork on the lounge room wall in my Mother’s lipstick and blamed it on my brother. He couldn’t even reach the location on the wall in which I had tastefully decorated.
Lesson: draw closer to the skirting board.
2. When I was five, Santa gifted me my first bicycle. I was stoked! It came with those streamer like things on the handle bars and matching pink training wheels. It was love. So here we are out the front of the house gearing up to go for my first ride and my Father decided to teach me how to ride it. He broke it. I cried.
Lesson: pay attention to the weight restrictions on objects.
3. When I was six, I wanted to eat banana – an under-ripe banana. So I stood there trying to peel it for a few moments before I surrendered to the cutlery drawer in the kitchen. The good news is I broke the banana peel. The bad news is I also sliced my left palm open.
Lesson: leave green bananas alone.
4. Another six year old adventure includes being a monkey whilst it was raining. I loved monkey bars in grade one. I was convinced I would be a gymnast one day. So I fell from the two meter high bar. I didn’t shed a tear, it just looked weird. So I picked up my forewarn and headed into the courtyard for a dry seat. I didn’t think to find a teacher, heck it didn’t really hurt. Eventually a teacher wandered out of an office and took one look and contacted my parents and sent me to the hospital.
Lesson: if you see a bone out of place, get help.
5. When playing hide and seek in my Grandmother’s new empty house, I hid in a wardrobe. Once I heard my brother searching for me, I got excited and swung open the doors and screamed “Surprise!”. Within milliseconds, my exclamation was followed by my brothers tears. I split his head open with the doorknob.
Lesson: cover all harmful objects before playing hide and seek.
Looking back on these lessons now though, they seem very much like common sense but when you’re a child shit happens right? I learnt many valuable lessons during my first decade on this earth. I’ve also seen many of my bones out of place and I’d like to credit those to ghastly monkey bars at my primary school. I’ve also visited the hospital on a hundred occasions as I was a very injury prone child. I learnt that no green banana is worth my time and that my first born brother and I never worked well as a team. Like seriously, he never owned up to that drawing and he totally walked into that doorknob.
But of course, surviving my adolescent years has allowed me to create greater mistakes. Far less amusing mistakes at that. But as cliche as it is, these mistakes allowed me to be who I am today.
Hip Hip Hoorah!