I was planning to write this on Sunday but was a bit distracted
by the Bills vs. Steelers game. All of Bills Mafia was hopeful for an opening season
win, but that did not happen. Like so many fans of the Bills and teams in other
sports not used to winning, the high optimism for a Super Bowl trip was quickly
tempered with thoughts of here we go again. Yes, this is only week one. Like most
of us tend to do, we often temper our joy and excitement with thoughts of something
going wrong as a kind of self-defense mechanism. Before I dive into that more,
I need to give all those that aren’t Bills fans some background.
A number of NFL pundits have chosen the Bills to be
contenders since they went to the AFC Championship last year. The last time that happened was in 1993. Having
grown up in rural Western New York, about 45 miles from Buffalo, my youth was
flooded with the Bills and to a lesser extent the Sabres. When I was young, saying
the Bills were bad would be an understatement.
That all changed when Jim Kelly, Bruce Smith, Andre Reed, Thurman Thomas
and so many others came to town. We all
know the story. The Bills went to four
straight Super Bowls. After losing the first
one by a missed field goal (wide right anybody), they lost the next three badly.
When many of the Bills best players
retired a few years later, the winning went with them. It would be another 20
years until the team made the playoffs. Despite all the hope that next year
would be better, the return to losing had a psychological effect on most fans.
If you have read through the short history, you are probably
asking yourself so what does this have to do with anything, no less education
or children. I noted earlier that we often temper our expectations. Even in moments of excitement and joy, many
of us have thoughts that something bad must be coming. As if the universe is going to make sure that
we aren’t too happy or too confident. When something bad happens, we think that
there must be two more bad things coming as “bad things happen in threes.” We
think this way because we are trying to protect our ego and feelings from pain
and hurt. It’s almost as if we are trying to numb both the good and bad
feelings so that neither ever get to one extreme or another. If we are really,
really happy, our brain has learned that when something bad does happen, it
will hurt that much more. What we don’t realize is, we are holding ourselves
back from truly living. We are holding
ourselves back from taking chances and maybe pursuing a new endeavor or passion
because we are concerned with being hurt maybe by disappointment, ridicule, or embarrassment.
What we don’t realize is we just might
be modeling and passing on this defense mechanism to our children.
When we are young, we are excited by most everything. All
the newness and curiosity propel us to ask questions and explore our
environment. Nothing warms a heart more than seeing a smiling child. We send our little ones off to school trusting
they are in good hands. Mostly they come home excited to go back the next
day. As they age, they seem less and
less excited about school. They also
start to worry what others think of them. School becomes less enjoyable for any
number of reasons. One thing I have noticed during my years as a student, teacher,
and administrator, us adults tend to temper their expectations, sometimes talking
about how things will be in the “real world.” We fail to realize that many of
our students already know how unkind the real world can be. Instead of being
honest that we aren’t perfect, and failure is a normal part of life, we try to
lower their expectations to try and protect them or maybe ourselves. What we should be doing instead is telling
them to give it their best effort, try again with some tweaks if the first time
didn’t work, and keep on trying. Push them to chase their dreams even if it doesn’t
go as planned and enjoy the journey with all it’s ups and downs. We are only
here for a relatively short time, so we need to make the best of it for us and
all those that follow.
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