Mistakes You Learn From
Being the youngest of five children, I looked up to all of my siblings as roll models and example setters. Early in my childhood, I thought that my oldest brother, who was eight years older than me, and I had a lot in common; both skinny, wore glasses, and athletic. Realizing that we had various other things in common, I latched on to him like a leech and decided that I wanted to be just like him. But I soon learned that he wasn't the role model that best suited my life. When I was about five years old or so, I would wake up every morning at exactly the same time as Eric, just so I could spend the whole day following him around and help him with whatever I could. He would always make little bribes with me so I would do his chores for him, but I didn't care because I was just happy to help him. While he would be feeding the hungry cows, I would grab my little red wheel barrow, fill it up with silage and try to mimic his every action. I probably got in the way more than helped, but I was giving my all to be just like him. The one thing we did every morning together was haul manure. He would always send me into the house to steal a couple of ice cold sodas from the fridge and then we would head out
"I just have to turn in one English paper and I'll get my actual diploma." "Right here stupid," he replied. I snatched it from his strong hands and took a look for myself. As I look back at Eric's life, I don't look at is as a failure, but as the long way around. He turned out to be a very responsible guy and we are now closer than ever. He has a fiance, and a family supportive job. He spent three days in a coma and has lifelong effects from that one night of fun. He is permanently deaf in his right ear and has lost some of his memory. The doctor told us that had he fallen six more inches, he would have lost his life that night. After that night I told myself I would never make the same mistakes he has made. I think that the first wrong trail Eric chose to walk was his academics. His first priority was his social life rather than academics. He was a smart kid, but he would rather go out for the night than stay home and study for tomorrows test. He would come home late almost every night and wake up every morning tired and his grades started to reflect his highly sociable life. He did what he needed to do to get by, but no more. When it came time for graduation, I was very proud of him; until he showed me his diploma. "Where's your real diploma?" I asked. Well, that one English paper is all that still stands between him and a complete diploma to this day. That wasn't the only wrong
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