While that might have been acceptable as a younger child, my mother understood the importance of doing things on your own and building my confidence for future endeavors that would be difficult to complete or achieve.
So, one day when I was doing homework at the kitchen table, I got so frustrated I yelled “I can’t do this - I give up.” My mother, who was in the kitchen at the time, finally had enough. She went to a kitchen cabinet and pulled out a piece of paper and a pencil. She walked over to the table and had me write CAN’T on the piece of paper. Complaining loudly, I did it just to stop doing homework. Instead of her walking away like I expected her too, she had me go to the