The impossible happened next. The name being called out of my teachers mouth was not my own, but my opponent. Astounded, I had slipped back into my seat, blinking rapidly in an attempt to keep the hot tears from spilling. It was the first time I had ever lost something that I had put my best effort into and I could not understand it. …show more content…
The cockiness and arrogance that I had as a fourth grader has slowly faded away leaving me as a much more modest person. I have learned that just because failure does not mean giving up, nor does it mean that I am not good enough or that I did not try my hardest. Failure means gaining knowledge about myself or about a topic. When I did not become vice president of student council back in fourth grade, I thought it was the end of the world. I had thought that I messed up, that I lost because there was something wrong with me and not because my opponent might have been more equipped than I had