There is always a test on the first day of school. It’s the test of confidence.
There are so many unknowns. Am I wearing the right clothes? Do I have the right backpack? Will my teacher be kind or mean? Will I feel out of place? Will I have friends who really care about me? And what about the lockers and combinations?
How a person scores on the confidence test is not as important as which road is taken the next day—the high road toward improving assurance and poise or the low road where the norm is insecurity, doubt, and retreat.
Today my granddaughter started first grade and my youngest son experienced his first day of high school. I’m glad they score better than I ever did on the first day confidence test.
It’s been 40 years since I was in high school, but less than that since my last dream about being unable to find my locker or being unable to remember the combination for my lock.
There are so many unknowns. Am I wearing the right clothes? Do I have the right backpack? Will my teacher be kind or mean? Will I feel out of place? Will I have friends who really care about me? And what about the lockers and combinations?
How a person scores on the confidence test is not as important as which road is taken the next day—the high road toward improving assurance and poise or the low road where the norm is insecurity, doubt, and retreat.
Today my granddaughter started first grade and my youngest son experienced his first day of high school. I’m glad they score better than I ever did on the first day confidence test.
It’s been 40 years since I was in high school, but less than that since my last dream about being unable to find my locker or being unable to remember the combination for my lock.
posted by Dan McCracken at 5:01 PM
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