Ξεκινάω κάτι. Γρήγορα ενθουσιάζομαι. π.χ. Πάω γυμναστήριο. Τρέχω την πρώτη εβδομάδα. Τη δεύτερη απλά δε με παίρνουν τα πόδια μου. Αρχίζω μαθήματα Αγγλικών. Μεγαλεπήβολος ο στόχος, λέω να πάω για Proficiency. Στις πρώτες δέκα μέρες ακούω Hello! και μου σηκώνεται η τρίχα. Το λέει και το τραγούδι... Με τι καρδιά, με τι πνοή,τι πόθους και τι πάθος πήραμε τη ζωή μας· λάθος! κι αλλάξαμε ζωή.
Στην προκειμένη βέβαια περίπτωση, αγαπητέ αναγνώστη, αντί να την αλλάξουμε προς το καλύτερο, απλά παραιτηθήκαμε, ενδώσαμε.
Όμως τι είναι αυτό που μας κάνει να ενδώσουμε; Είναι οι εξωτερικοί παράγοντες, οι συνθήκες δηλαδή που μας περιβάλλουν και μας βάζουν συνέχεια τρικλοποδιές σε κάθε προσπάθεια; Ή είναι οι εσωτερικοί παράγοντες, οι προσωπικές μας δηλαδή αδυναμίες και αμφιβολίες που μπροστά στο πρόβλημα γιγαντώνονται και μας μουδιάζουν, κυριολεκτικά παραλύουν. Οι επιστήμονες απαντούν ότι και οι δύο παράγοντες έχουν το δικό τους μερίδιο, και από περίπτωση σε περίπτωση άλλοτε είναι κυρίαρχος ο πρώτος και δευτερεύων ο άλλος και άλλοτε το ανάποδο.
Σωστά! Ωστόσο, σε μία προσπάθεια να ενισχύσουμε την αισιόδοξη και αγωνιστική πλευρά του εαυτού μας, θα έλεγα ότι έχει σημασία εκεί που αισθανόμαστε ότι είμαστε "μισοί" ή "λίγοι" για να ολοκληρώσουμε κάτι, λίγο πριν εγκαταλείψουμε την προσπάθεια, να δούμε τις περιπέτειες του κομματιού που λείπει.
Άραγε φταίνε τα κομμάτια που μας λείπουν; Ή μήπως είμαστε τελικά κι εμείς ένα κομμάτι που λείπει;
Τα συμπεράσματα δικά σας.
"The missing piece sat alone, waiting for someone to come along and take it somewhere. Some fit, but could not roll. Others could roll but did not fit. Others didn't know a thing about fitting. And another didn't know a thing about anything.
One was too delicate...*pop*!
One put it on a pedestal, and left it there.
Some had too many pieces missing.
Some had too many pieces, period.
It learned to hide from the hungry ones...
More came. Some looked too closely.
Others rolled right by without noticing.
It tried to make itself more attractive...It didn't help.
It tried being flashy, but that just frightened away the shy ones.
At last one came along that fit just right. But all of a sudden...the missing piece began to grow! And grow!
"I didn't know you were going to grow."
"I didn't, either," said the missing piece.
"Bye...I'm looking for my missing piece, one that won't increase..."
*sigh*
And then one day, one came along who looked different.
"What do you want of me?" asked the missing piece.
"Nothing."
"What do you need from me?"
"Nothing."
"Who are you?" asked the missing piece.
"I am the Big O," said the Big O.
"I think you are the one I have been waiting for," said the missing piece. "Maybe I am your missing piece."
"But I am not missing a piece," said the Big O. "There is no place you would fit."
"That is too bad," said the missing piece. "I was hoping perhaps that I could roll with you..."
"You cannot roll with me," said the Big O, "but perhaps you can roll by yourself."
"By myself? A missing piece cannot roll by itself."
"Have you ever tried?" asked the Big O.
"But I have sharp corners," said the missing piece. "I am not shaped for rolling."
"Corners wear off," said the Big O, "and shapes change. Anyhow, I must say good-bye. Perhaps we will meet again..." And away it rolled.
The missing piece was alone again. For a long time, it just sat there. Then...slowly...it lifted itself up on one end...and flopped over. Then lift, pull, flop...it began to move forward. And soon its edges began to wear off...liftpullflopliftpullflop...and its shape began to change...andthen it was bumping instead of flopping...and then it was bouncing instead of bumping...and then it was rolling instead of bouncing...
...and it didn't know where, and it didn't care.
It was rolling!
The end
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