Babys. What an enigma.
They want to walk, but they fall. And then they pull themselves up against the coffee table, stubbly-legged, wobbly, and red faced with determination until they can brace themselves up and smile triumphantly up at whoever is watching until they rucket downward. And then they try and fall again, and again and again, and... probably two hundred more times again.
At least.
Ich liebe meine Fehler. Are mistakes good or bad? Simple enough question, I suppose. They're bad, otherwise we wouldn't call them mistakes. Schools are a really big at smearing this into our faces when we're younger.
When you mess up, you get bad grades!
But if I never tried and messed up, how would I have known what to do better the next time and improve?
Babies are smarter than we are. They want to walk, so they keep at it until they do.
So the only question needs to be, "What's my goal?"
Good lessons in Deutschland aktuell.
Great last class.
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