Tuesday, February 19. 2013
Firstly, good news: there’s a soundtrack to this week’s blog entry. (A tip of my cap to you if you can figure out why I used each song/sequenced them as I did.)
This is one of those posts where you’ll probably get even more out of it if you were around for the first semester; as long as you’ve learned the Star concepts and kept thinking about your Foundation Questions, you should be fine no matter what. (If you were a first-semester student, however, I’ll be curious to see whether you can tie this back to what you’ve already learned.)
I wrote the first version of this post about three years ago, back before the NFL Draft in question. I tried to keep the vast majority of my initial perspective unchanged; I want you to approach the topics at hand from that perspective, a position where you don’t know how this all turns out yet. (This is why I reference 2010 as the “present.”)
Obviously, many of the questions the post raises – and that I ask near the end – have been answered since then. I’ll provide an update after the prompts/requirements sections at the bottom that advances the narrative all the way up to the present day, but if you don’t already know what happens, I strongly encourage you to avoid reading my update at the very bottom – or anyone else’s responses – until you’ve written your first draft.
That said, I do want you to read the update before you submit your post; the “truth,” as it were, may change your original response (just as Senior Project research may crush a couple of your preconceptions about your career).
If you end up changing your mind after reading the update, don’t delete what you wrote. I love looking behind the scenes at how creative works are made – I’m one of those people who actually watches the Extras on his DVDs – and I’d like to see what you originally composed. Past students who needed to write additional post-update material divided their entries into boldly-titled sections: Original Work and Now That I Know.
Finally, please make sure you’ve read – and really considered – all of the prompts before composing your response. I knew that the first thread would be pretty home-obsessed, and while I really liked it, I felt like the second thread also trod the same ground. This isn’t uncommon; the first thread always tends to fixate on the main body’s main topic, or at least what seemed to be its main topic. But I come up with a bunch of prompts because I (somewhat selfishly) prefer as much variety within these threads as possible; please try to use material that’s distinctly your own!
Without any further ado…
The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot
S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero,
Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo.
(If I believed that my reply were made
To one who could ever climb to the world again,
This flame would shake no more. But since no shade
Ever returned – if what I am told is true –
From this blind world into the living light,
Without fear of dishonor I answer you.)
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question…
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.
In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.
The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.
And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.
And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair–
(They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”)
My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin–
(They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”)
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
And I have known the eyes already, known them all–
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
And how should I presume?
And I have known the arms already, known them all–
Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
(But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!)
Is it perfume from a dress
That makes me so digress?
Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.
And should I then presume?
And how should I begin?
Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?...
I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep…tired…or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head (grown slightly bald) brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet – and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.
And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worthwhile,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”–
If one, settling a pillow by her head,
Should say: “That is not what I meant at all;
That is not it, at all.”
And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worthwhile,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor–
And this, and so much more?–
It is impossible to say just what I mean!
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
Would it have been worthwhile
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
“That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all.”
No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous –
Almost, at times, the Fool.
I grow old…I grow old…
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
Every great leap forward in your life comes after you have made a clear decision of some kind.
Whether you live alone
Or you’re trying to find your way in this world,
You’d better make sure
That you don't crack your head on that pavement, man…
Doves, Black and White Town
Tell somebody they have to carry a jar of jelly across a marble floor, and they’ll do it dancing. Tell them they have to do the same thing with a $20 million Ming vase, and watch them sweat from their fingertips.
Charles P. Pierce
There’s something inside like a conscience that says,
“You’re painting floors while your pals are renaming the stars.
Get up, get up, go do what you started –
If you want to be a martyr, try harder!”
So you sell and you sell with your heart
So you can make a few bucks and lose a few friends.
This is the stuff that makes you,
It will be the same that breaks you…
Move on, get on with your life;
It’s pointless to play if you don’t get paid…
Braid, The New Nathan Detroits
There are two things to aim at in life: first, to get what you want; and after that, to enjoy it. Only the wisest of mankind achieve the second.
Logan Pearsall Smith
Let’s not settle for satisfaction!
We are women and men of action!
Let’s stop clapping, let’s start doing –
for the teens
and twenties yet unseen.
Braid, Killing a Camera
Early in the sixteenth century, Wàn Hǔ decided to take advantage of China’s advanced rocket and fireworks technology to launch himself into outer space. He supposedly had a chair built with forty-seven rockets attached. On the day of lift-off, Wàn, splendidly attired, climbed into his rocket chair and forty seven servants lit the fuses and then hastily ran for cover. There was a huge explosion. When the smoke cleared, Wàn and the chair were gone, and were said never to have been seen again.
Herbert S. Zim, Rockets and Jets
I get out of bed the same way every day,
Blurry-eyed and waiting for the alarm to sing,
Sing me into FM radiapathy –
and perfect for the working day…
The Velvet Teen, Radiapathy
The real loser of our times is the one who is expected to win.
I never loved nobody fully;
Always one foot on the ground.
And by protecting my heart truly,
I got lost
in the sounds:
I hear in my mind
All of these voices,
I hear in my mind
All of these words;
I hear in my mind
All of this music,
And it breaks my heart,
And it breaks my heart…
Regina Spektor, Fidelity
Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Someday I'm gonna find it,
Wish I knew what I was looking for
Inside the disarray…
I woke up this morning,
Don't know where I'm going,
But it's all right –
I wouldn't have it any other way.
A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night and in between does what he wants to do.
There is no enough.
I first came up with the idea for this blog after reading Wright Thompson’s ESPN.com piece about a young football player named Myron Rolle. (The material that follows in italics is taken from that piece.)
For those of you who don’t follow football and/or have no idea who I’m talking about, you have to understand something about Rolle: calling him a football player is like calling you a student. That’s one of the hats you wear, sure…but it’s probably not the one you use to define yourself. A more accurate label for Rolle, especially for our purposes, is “Renaissance Man.”
Whatever he does, he does it well and, to the immense frustration of others, with ease and grace. He’s an All-American safety. He can play saxophone and sing. He was the lead in his high school’s production of Fiddler on the Roof. He graduated from Florida State as an exercise science major in less than three years with a 3.75 GPA. He shadows doctors, dreaming of medical school. He says “please” and “thank you.” He researches stem cells. He starts anti-obesity programs that the U.S. Department of the Interior adopts, aimed at helping Native American children make smart choices about fitness and health. He raises money for hospitals. Myron Rolle, it can safely be assumed, not only eats vegetables, he likes them. Life hangs comfortably from his shoulders like a fine suit.
Understand this: Myron Rolle graduated from FSU in less than three years so he could try to become a Rhodes Scholar at Oxford. This is not someone who messes around. This is certainly not a man accustomed to failure.
In so many ways, Myron Rolle is the opposite of Winston Smith. One is accomplished; the other accomplishes nothing, literally (since his specialty lies in the crafting of…lies). One is young, healthy, vigorous, driven, and intelligent; the other is feeble, timid, aging, unhealthy, and lacks ambition. For one, the possibilities are seemingly endless; for the other, the possibilities seem hopelessly empty.
And yet, one can argue that Myron Rolle is just as beholden to others as Winston…perhaps, in his own way, even more so.
Two unfamiliar envelopes poke out of [Rolle’s mailbox] slot.
The first one is from Ohio. He tears into the envelope and finds a note: I read about you in The New York Times and I thought you might be interested in this article from The New Yorker.
It’s a recent piece by Malcolm Gladwell, and it offers and backs up the theory that professional football is a lot like dogfighting and is, ultimately, a sport that cannot be played without doing serious damage to the brain. This is, obviously, a conundrum for Rolle: He wants to be a pro football player and a neurosurgeon. Don’t successful careers in each of these preclude the other?
Of all the obstacles facing Rolle, including the luck and work and genetic blessings required to be one of the 32 chosen to be a Rhodes scholar and one of the 32 chosen to be a first-round pick [in the NFL Draft], perhaps none is greater than this: People in each world don’t believe anyone could possibly be passionate about the other. He’s always asked: Which do you like more? Draft gurus question his commitment. His defensive coordinator at Florida State, Mickey Andrews, told Rolle that he was spending too much time on school and not enough time on football. Even Oxford University assigned him to St. Edmund Hall, known here as the jock college.
The other letter is from a London teacher.
I heard you this morning on Radio 4. Never have I heard a young man so articulate, forward thinking and inspirational. All I could think about listening to you was: I have to get him to speak at my school. I’m a teacher in London at an inner-city school where I do lots of work around raising Black achievement. To hear you speak about the importance of education and hearing about your life decisions – putting off the NFL for Oxford, wanting to be a neurosurgeon, money not being your main goal in life – it would all mean so much to the kids at my school.
Rolle considers his mail. Two letters, two totally different problems; if other people’s myopia is an obstacle, then the exact opposite is, too. He is trying to stay on course in a vast sea of possibilities, and everywhere he goes, he is confronted by people lining up to tell him what he means and what he could be and, most confining of all, what he should be.
He is a vessel for other people's dreams.
Here are the three things to know about Rolle as he reads that second letter:
1. The Monday after he won the Rhodes scholarship, his cell phone rang. Jesse Jackson. At first, Rolle thought it was a joke. But no, it was actually Jesse Jackson, and he wanted to tell Rolle this: “If Dr. King were alive today, he’d be proud of you.”
2. While Rolle was in D.C. for the inauguration, Princeton professor and African-American leader Cornel West spotted him on the street and bowed. Literally bowed down and said this: “You are the future of black America.”
Everywhere he's been, for as long as he can remember, he’s been singled out for future greatness, by strangers and family alike. When he was in high school, riding on the New Jersey Turnpike with his dad, he asked one day, “What would it be like to be normal?” He’s thought about that a lot.
And this, too: What is enough for those who see so much in him? He opens his e-mail and there's a recruiting pitch from the Harvard Business School. His dad wants him to make a perfect score on the Wonderlic exam given at the NFL combine. Jesse Jackson wants him to be a leader for an entire generation. Florida State told him on his recruiting visit that he could be a Rhodes scholar…and now he is. Mickey Andrews wants him to react, and his professors want him to think. He deals, on a daily basis, with the crushing weight of having this much potential. He worries about losing himself. He never stops thinking about what other people want for him, and how it's easy to become a mosaic of their expectations instead of staying true to his own.
“The danger is that you lose a sense of identity,” he says, “you lose a sense of who you are. If you continue to try to navigate through constructs that are set up by other people, by other people’s thoughts of who you are and who you should be, you will never be personally at peace.”
So he understands he shouldn’t spend his life pleasing other people. But what does he want?
This brings us to…
3. A year ago, Rolle spoke at the College of the Bahamas. His family comes from the nation, and he alone among his five brothers was born in the United States (his mom traveled to Houston so he could be an American citizen). He was chosen before birth.
One of his many dreams is to open a medical clinic in his hometown of Exuma, and so, after the speech, the Bahamian politicians crowded around him. Be the prodigal son, they told him. Come back and be president one day. Be prime minister. When he returned to Tallahassee, he was online one night in his room and saw a photo tagged on Facebook of himself and the current president of the Bahamas. A lot of things ran through his head: People want me to come back and save their country? I don't know if that’s in my plan. I never thought of politics. This isn’t me.
Sitting there in the dark, he finally began to understand: There is no enough.
All he can do is stay focused on his dreams: NFL, medical school, then a life as a groundbreaking neurosurgeon and head of a foundation that brings medical care to those without.
You know, simple stuff.
We’re going to discuss The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock during class this week. It’s the poem that led off this blog; you probably read it last year during American Lit. It’s critical to our understanding of 1984; in some ways, it’s critical to our understanding of Myron Rolle.
But when I first read about Rolle, a different figure from the junior-year poetry unit popped into my head:
I envy Myron Rolle’s abilities.
I envy the possibilities those abilities can reveal.
But I don’t envy Myron Rolle.
He isn’t allowed to fail.
And he almost certainly will.
Will we remember Myron Rolle?
I can tell you this: Rolle wants to be a first-round pick in the 2010 NFL Draft this April. He wants it desperately.
But I don’t think he’ll make it.
For one thing, he skipped his senior season to go to Oxford. Plenty of players don’t pan out even after four continuous seasons of collegiate work. The team drafting him is gambling a) that his physical skills haven’t degenerated away from the playing field; b) that he can shake off the rust at the same time that he’s making the jump to the professional level (which, as I’ve indicated to some of you, is far more difficult than one might anticipate); and c) that he can still make that jump to the pros after spending so much time away from live competition. Not only is that a big gamble, but the men making those gambles also have to take their own employment situation into consideration. (If you miss on too many draft picks, you’re wasting millions of the owner’s dollars, and you’re out the door.)
Moreover, Rolle may be well-regarded – he was once the top-ranked high school recruit in the nation – but he doesn’t have a lot of statistical flash. He’s a clinical player; he diagnoses instead of reacts. This means he doesn’t get burned by big plays, but it also means he puts himself in position to make plays more rarely. He intercepted one pass in three combined seasons at Florida State. Dozens of young men vying for those limited draft spots intercepted more passes last season alone – at the same time, as it so happens, that Rolle was studying abroad.
Yet regardless of his physical skills or statistical background, there’s a simpler truth at work here. The National Football League tends to shy away from individuals it feels cannot devote themselves utterly to its sport. In this sense, it’s no different from deciding whether to let a singer who may have a questionable attitude about touring for months on end join your band. Sure, the guy’s talented. But do you really want to put your trust in someone who might change his mind, who might not dedicate himself to your craft the way you dedicate yourself to it?
And might Myron Rolle, if asked to lay down a hit in a situation that places his head (and therefore brain) at risk, shy away from contact rather than sacrifice himself?
These are the questions we ask of the excellent. But the questions are real. They don’t mean he won’t get drafted; they probably mean he won’t get drafted very early. Since you pay your picks largely according to a slotting system dictated by their draft position, you’re taking less of a financial risk by picking Rolle late, particularly if he suddenly proves contact-averse or simply retires early in order to pursue neurosurgery. In short, the general manager who drafts him must calculate whether an investment in Rolle will pay off, and at what point in the draft that investment becomes a wise one.
Thus Rolle must place his fate in the hands of other men, none of whom can probably match up with him on an intellectual or athletic basis. These men get to make the decisions for him because that’s the way the system works.
Collegiate athletes don’t get to choose the company they join when they enter the professional ranks, so other men determine where they will play (and, therefore, when they will play), and they (along with an agent) will negotiate how well they are paid. Myron Rolle will probably be underpaid relative to his skill due to the aforementioned slotting system; teams only budget a certain number of dollars to spend on all of their draft picks combined, and you spend less money on lower picks.
And if Myron Rolle gets hurt during his first contract, NFL contracts aren’t guaranteed. Lower-round picks don’t usually enjoy long careers even when they’re healthy because they’re so interchangeable; the team invests little in you, so you’re replaceable, particularly if you’re injured.
Imagine, if you will, Myron Rolle suffering an injury to his head, or to his hands. His NFL career ends. His career in neuroscience and neurosurgery never begins.
What does he do then?
Are there still mountains left to conquer?
And will they matter as much as the ones he tried to climb with everyone clamoring for him to succeed their way?
Myron Rolle is caught in a machine. It’s not a sinister machine like the one Winston works to sabotage, but it’s a machine all the same.
Isn’t there something screwed up about the idea that a man can have too many passions for his own good?
Isn’t there something screwed up when we punish a man we expect to be everything to everyone for meeting our expectations?
It is...difficult to be everything to everyone. As a younger man, I tried to be. But life has simply taught me that I’m not up to the task. I found out the hard way that I can’t meet every individual’s expectations.
Yet in some ways, I still try. By that, I mean I try to make sure I can meet the expectations of the people who matter to me (including my own).
I have to hope I can consistently figure out which people to value, and which expectations I actually want to meet.
And I hope Myron Rolle figures out what he wants before he loses everything.
+ In the words of Rolle’s lecturer, “What if you're successful in ways you didn't intend to be successful?” Would your new successes matter as much as the dreams you never realized or the goals you never met? How important do you think it is to meet your goals?
+ One of the most challenging aspects of Rolle’s reality is listed at the beginning of this post: There is no enough. He’s lived a life of constant challenge. He’s never known peace. He’s never known real satisfaction because he’s never had time to enjoy it, to get complacent with success. Is this a blessing, or a curse?
+ If you’re a general manager of a football team – with your continued employment largely contingent on the performance of the team you assembled – do you draft Myron Rolle?
+ Winston, of course, lives on the other end of the spectrum. Whereas Rolle seems to disturb the universe simply by passing through it, Winston merely hopes to make some sort of a tiny life for himself, and spends all of Part Two pursuing that quest. Do you think Rolle will ever be as happy as Winston is in those sublimely quiet moments of joy he’ll encounter in the chapters to come?
+ What should we do with a person like Myron Rolle? Do they have the right to try whatever they want? Should we encourage them to pick a fate and ignore the rest? If you're raising Myron, do you allow him to bounce around until he finds his passion (at the risk of losing everything), or make him focus on one area (at the risk of missing out on a more fulfilling life)? Should we, in essence, save him from himself? Would you treat Rolle the way you’d prefer to be raised?
+ If you’re Part Two’s Winston, is it healthy to live life with a reduced regard for consequences, or merely reckless? (Think about how controlled someone like Rolle has to be all of the time, even in a free society.)
+ If you’re Winston, is the universe worth disturbing? If you’re Rolle, is the NFL worth the risk?
+ What do you think will become of Rolle? If you’re in his position, facing this particular branching point in your life…would you want to see the future first?
+ If you do look at the update: what do you think of Rolle’s decisions now that you’ve seen how they’ve unfolded, and how does the actual outcome affect your “pre-evaluation” (if at all) of that choice?
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UPDATE: Myron Rolle was not, in fact, drafted in the first round. He was chosen in the sixth round, on the last day of the draft, by the Tennessee Titans. They used the 207th pick to select him.
Tom Brady aside, almost no one from the sixth round of a draft ends up with a long and successful NFL career. For now, Rolle seems to be no exception. He was released at the end of his first preseason, and signed thereafter with something called the Titans’ practice squad.
That group sounds like it would provide great opportunities for someone to improve, but in actuality, the eight-player group’s main function is to simulate the behavior of each week’s opposing team. You don’t really get to practice your own game; for example, a QB on the 49ers’ practice squad spent the season pretending to be a tight end on offense and a cornerback on defense. You don’t get a real uniform. You don’t get to play. You don’t attend the games. If you stay on it for all seventeen weeks, you can make up to $85,000 for that year. You do not receive health insurance. Can you imagine what a football player's insurance premiums must cost if he’s paying out of pocket, especially if previous playing damage lingers?
Rolle was never listed anywhere on the Tennessee Titans’ official depth chart. After a year spent on the practice squad and a second preseason with the team, the Titans released him again in September of 2011, barely into the second year of a four-year contract. They didn't think enough of his future to re-sign him to the practice squad. No one else came calling.
But he spent his time well. He joined a college’s Board of Trustees. He started a program with a fellow Rhodes Scholar that aimed to make fellowship opportunities more widely available to college students who’d normally pass on the chance to pursue them.
And he had not yet suffered an injury to his hands or head.
The Pittsburgh Steelers signed Rolle to a reserve/future contract after the 2011 season ended.
It wasn’t a guaranteed contract; he was one of eighty-plus players trying to make a fifty-three man roster – something he couldn’t do on a less-talented team as a draft pick two years earlier.
As a draft pick, you almost automatically make the roster during your first year; the general manager looks kind of foolish if one of his picks flops that badly. You usually make it as a second-year player, although that's more rare for fifth-, sixth-, and seventh-rounders.
As a free agent? Not even a free agent teams fight over, but a reserve/futures guy? Rolle was disposable.
He needed to outwork, outhustle, and outperform at least thirty other men who are just as hungry, talented, and driven. He wasn’t going to be able to protect his body if he was going to win a spot. He’d have to fight in practices and exhibition games that mean nothing in the record books, although the toll they can take on one’s body are all too real.
Myron Rolle faced a future where he could still end up breaking himself in a moment that ultimately counted for nothing.
He tried anyway.
The Steelers released Rolle days before the 2012 season began. He hasn’t been signed since.
On the Google snippet beneath his official website, Rolle still bills himself as a “future NFL star.”
Three years after Wright Thompson wrote his article, his subject – the onetime top high school football prospect in the nation – has yet to suit up for an official NFL game.
Unless he defies the odds yet again, he never will.
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Life brings us many challenges and on of the greatest one is our ability to choose. We have the right to choose the path given to us by others or one that we have picked for ourselves, but because of the designed of our society or maybe even the design of the connection of the human soul and spirit we do not really know what we want to accomplish within this life. At the very most we can see a potential of what we can accomplish, an illusionary line.
By disturbing the universe exactly what would Winston accomplish? A supposed free future where everyone has a choice of their actions? That is something that is already integrated into the system Winston lives in. It is just the people living within the system does not realize that freedom themselves. It is just as Mr. Feraco said, “You can do anything you want as long as you are willing to face the consequences.”
That is to say it is not only Winston already has the freedom, but also Rolle and every living being on this planet who holds the capacity of self-awareness. This includes both you and me. The problem lies not within the system that tries to banish this awareness but the self doubt society has engrave upon ourselves and the over confidence we receive when we are given this choice. The thing that makes this topic difficult to discuss is because there is no “right” or “wrong” answer, both doubt and confidence can help us when used correctly.
Self doubt is something society hands us and at times it is a necessary thing, but it can bring upon devastation. Do not get me wrong, the doubt itself is not a negative thing. Self doubt can even be helpful as long as it motivates a person to remove that doubt by practicing. Such as that greatly remembered season when we were still juniors and preparing for that major SAT test coming up.
A friend of mines (I’ll call him Lenny) was reviewing basic geometry, something that seems so elementary to me at the time. When I walked up and commented him reviewing the basics, Lenny gave me a plain and simple response, “Well, I don’t know if I’m going to remember this.” At the time I laughed in the insides at that because Lenny is one of the smartest people I know, but that mockery became bitter tears when I realize during the test I did not fully remember basic geometry.
That doubt saved Lenny but my own overconfidence brought upon my doom in that section of the SAT. I chose to act on confidence rather than doubt or you can even say it the other way around. Lenny held confidence during the test because he study beforehand. At the same time I doubted my answers at every turn because I doubted the possibility of my failure in the test.
Therefore there is no wrong answer to the above questions of “If you are Winston, is the universe worth disturbing? If you are Rolle, is the NFL worth the risk?” The only question is if they are willing to accept all the consequences, including the unforeseen ones, at invoking their right to make a choice. Even if they do not make a choice and allows society to take full control of their life style, that in itself is a choice they made.
Is the universe worth disturbing? Only if I am willing to sacrifice what is necessary.
Should I go into the NFL if I was Rolle? Only if this is my true heart’s desire and I am willing to potentially sacrifice my further ambition of become a neurosurgeon.
I must remember in the end even if at the time I do make the choice to change the world and work against what society wants me to do, I can always stop doing what I am doing. I may not be able to return to the past and change that previous choice, but I can change my present situation to change the future course I am heading.
Thanks March for encouraging me!
I may have gotten first post, but your post is better than mine's. That much I can see. It is obvious who spent more time and energy on their posts. There is no question who recalls the stories they used better.
To put it straight, there is a certain glimmer in your way of writing this blog that I enjoyed.
Thanks for writing it.
I have read through yours. Great job and good work. If you pull this off in just 2 hours, I think it is a pretty solid piece. I can see your points. And maybe if you haven't fought for that #1 on the blog, I believe it can have better formatting and structure.
So, Keep it up. We will see who wins on the next blog with quality and speed.
Still mad...but yah, whatever, have to accept the truth one way or another. At least it is you not March. And that will be embarrassing. Next time beat me with a more thoughtful piece, and I will admit the defeat. For now, I will still keep trying for #1.
"Never give up" is my motto...
Agree, if I spent more time constructing a better argument this piece would have been way better than it is now. I mostly just wrote whatever came into mind, and haven't really changed much else.
March is alright, but thanks for the compliment.
He challenged me last week if you noticed...
Laugh out loud.
I like how I make this whole blog thing to a real intense competition here. No need to thank me, Feraco. This is how you give incentive for students to work harder and not procrastinate by having a great child like me.
meh... I had a piece ready to be posted but once i saw that Nelson was first to post, i just gave up and i decided to revise my writing and post on a different day.
But on a serious note, Nelson, I really liked your writing and the questions you brought up. Your example of your SAT helped. I think, however, that you could have spent more time polishing this piece. I felt that even though some of the questions you brought up were rhetorical, I felt like you should have talked about those questions more. All in all i thought the read was enjoyable.
I noticed March challenged you Katie, I was just saying March is a good guy.
March, I was wondering when your blog was going to come up. Glad to hear you are revising it.
Rereading the piece I realize I have way more to say than I originally thought and would like to make some changes. I'll probably revise the piece and post again later if that is allowed. I'll have to remember to ask Feraco later.
Wow, you finally got to be first!
This race to post first is interesting. Thought Katy or March would have been first this time (funny comments from blog 2).
Anyways, I agree because of our society (worrying about how others think) and "connection of human soul to spirit", we're not really sure what to do.
I like the last sentence of your first paragraph about "illusionary line."
I honestly don't know where those words came from, but they are my favorite words in the post as well.
The "illusionary line" that we all see because we do not truly know what we are capable of and the only way to find out is to take a risk and walk up to that line. See if that really is our limit.
Hehehe, fight fight! I am plotting a revenge to get my first post for the last blog>:) This is sweet mwahahaha.
Great post Nelson:) You are now added to my take down list haha
Thank you for the honor of adding me to your take down list, but could you please leave me for last? I would like to take the time to work on that piece somemore.
so I didn't have a chance to reply to you on my last post but now it's my turn to comment and wow. You made me think of times where I have taken the same actions as you and it sucks! I agree with everything you said because what is important is the action the trying to and whatever comes out of that well we just have to be ready to face consequences if we wouldn't be willing to face them then why make a decision in the first place? Great job!
I think this was a very good post, especially considering that it was the first post on this thread. My only beef with this blog is that you posed the questions "is the universe worth disturbing" and "should I go into the NFL if I was Rolle" and you don't really give us an answer. You answer them with an "if" statement, not a definite response. I just wish you had done that.
I have another version of this blog. But I have decided to show a more complete perspective of my views. So here it goes…
There is no black and white on a lot of things in this world especially when it comes down to personal responsibility vs. the world. The conflicts of the idea of chasing one’s dream and at the same time making the world a better place somehow someway appears more complicated than figuring out if a series is divergent or convergent. In Calculus, we have tests and tools to help us solve the puzzle. If the nth term test doesn’t work then we have limit comparison. But life is not math. It is not scientifically explainable.
Should we put out more for others?
Should we just go for our dream and ignore the consequence?
Should we live the best for ourselves and put off the demands of the society?
Should Rolle choose NFL instead of neurosurgeon?
Should Winston risk his life for the small comfort and yet the best he can get?
“The only difference is how we react to it” ($50, Under 11.5 Rounds, Floyd Mayweather, Jr. vs. Victor Ortiz, David Hill)
Life is never a straightforward road that we can just keeping passing through without wrong turns or even turns in general. There is no break and definitely no stops for Rolle. He has to keep choosing and making decision on which turn he wants to take until he hits the bottom of the pit or the zenith of the mountain. For a second, I almost think Rolle would be jealous of what Winston has. It is ordinary; it sucks and yet Winston is truly happy even it signifies nothing. Futile gestures do matter sometimes. Prufrock maybe always dreams about the things he could have done. At the same time, Winston achieves what he dreamed about in the present. The universe may worth to disturb after all.
Rolle reminds me of Beowulf.
He reminds me of Macbeth.
He reminds of Siddhartha.
He reminds me of Floyd.
and maybe Richard Cory.
It seems rather justified for us to think Beowulf has the obligation to live his life base on others. And to us, it seems wrong for Macbeth to get that unreachable “10” that doesn’t even belong to him. Well, then why is Winston allowed to risk his life to achieve his dream and we hold no objection against it? Isn’t the dream are all fundamentally same – something people eager to achieve that may or may not come true. Some people spend years to pursue it and they get to do it. And some spend years to dream about it but never able to achieve it. Without reading the update, I knew Rolle would give up his neurosurgeon career and keep chasing after NFL. He was chosen and yet the outcome was rather predictable too – even with talent and passion, he was still placed in the practice team and was forgotten with the other less competitive players.
I see things differently these days, especially right after finishing a great book. I admire both Siddhartha and the boy in The Alchemist. They both have realized their own personal legend. They both go after it. And they both achieve it. And they all say it is all in one; it is already written…
So is NFL Rolle’s personal legend, his destiny?
If it is, then why God has not given him what he deserves. Or maybe it is not meant to be that way at all. Besides all the glory and honor, what is left for him to keep going? Think about it this way, maybe Rolle holds the same position as Winston, or Macbeth. He wants to do something that he wants instead of what society forces him to achieve. He wants to enjoy the small bits of happiness. But instead he chose the wrong turn just as Macbeth does: the things or dreams that are not meant for him. And what has become of him? A legend just as what Beowulf has become. Though they both choose differently, react differently, but they end with almost the same tone of sadness.
Some glorious regrets….
I know it is ironic…
But how many of us can pick as right and straight as Siddhartha and the boy do? How many of us would react differently as Floyd does?
And how many of us are able to continue live when life becomes materialistic and insignificant? How many of us would pull a bullet through our heads or kill our way through?
What we do become who we are…
Our choices become our identities…
Imaging if Rolle become a neurosurgeon instead of getting drafted by NFL on the 6th round and getting in the practice team, what would become of him? How many people would go to his funeral at his end? What people would say about him?
“If youth know; if age could” (Henri Etienne)
Behind the scene (Initial reaction and understanding)
With a height of 5 ft. 3 at age of 18, I still hold my hope to grow another couple inches. It doesn’t matter how many times Feraco has said “Santa Clause is not real and as unfortunate as it sounds, Katie you will not grow anymore.” I believe in miracles. Ever since elementary school, I was always at the front line whenever we were taken a picture or lining up for something.
And basketball was my hope to grow taller.
Eventually, I understood that basketball is not really a sport for “giants”. The more I play and the more I believe that I am good, I am the “golden girl” on the court. In middle school, I was good enough to play with the boys and adults who play pick-up games at my school every day. I was not afraid of the “pacs” or the “abs” or the heights that the guys have advantages over me. I thought I could play pro if I want to. So I just kept playing game after game until I realize that no matter how high I can jump, how many shots I made, how fast I am able to drive, my height is never going to be high enough for a pro player.
At certain point of my growing both physically and mentally, I realized that the dream I had ever since little was no longer there. The eager to win every single game and make every single shot was no longer there. It was a dream that I know I would love to continue searching and fighting but may not ever come true.
I still play. Every Saturday morning, 8 o’clock, Live Oak Park, the only girl there play in the similar pick-up games that I have always been playing. Interestingly, whenever I play someone new, the same conversation always pops up.
Stranger player: Do you play for school team?
Me: No. I never tried out.
Stranger player: Why?
Me: Well, I had no time. I had to learn the language and SAT then AP classes eventually came up. So I never really got to do it.
Looking back, I think it was not because of the overwhelming study load but for my fear of not making the team. After all, I have never played with girls before. I have never played a legit game before. I have no experience on full court. I was afraid I would lose my only pride at the time. So, I let the opportunities slide which I have deeply regretted especially now when the girls basketball team has won the league.
On the hindsight, if I have tried out and made team and eventually go to NCAA and play college team then pro, will I still able to do the thing I have found my talent at- physical therapist- with no consequence?
Clearly, I believe I will not be able to hold both of my dreams on the balance with a balanced scale. Eventually, I would have to quit one or another. And logically even I have loved basketball longer that I want to be a PT, I would choose to let that childhood dream go. It is real life. Everything has its own cost. And something costs more than you can possibly imagine.
How long will my basketball career go?
How long will my body able to sustain the trauma from each game?
How long will I still enjoy the sport if I use it to earn my livings?
It is a short path. It is a risk that might cost all my other dreams.
It doesn’t matter how many risks I am willing to take to defend my own beliefs, I will want to provide the best possible for my children later on. I still want to go to their basketball games with a functional physical body in mid-age. So I chose to keep well my physical body even my soul disagrees.
“It is unwise to be too sure of one’s own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err.” (Mahatma Gandhi)
I knew Rolle would choose to pursue his dream to become a football player before I read update. I admire his courage to against the odds and his persistence on chasing his dream. But if you have read the previous section, you would know that I disapprove his decision. It is not worthy for him to take the risk and in the same perspective, it is not worthy for Winston to disturb the universe.
However, Winston’s situation is different from Rolle’s.
To Winston, he knows he can never achieve his ambition of reviving the history. The hope is never there. But for Rolle, he is able to choose since he lives under a free society. He has a personal goal that would not affect the society as much as Winston’s dream does. So Winston can only enjoy the small pleasure that he has found with Julia, with his diary, and with the coral. And those are the best Winston would receive under a twisted society. There was something there worthy enough for Winston to disturb the universe with his whole strength even the outcome does not match motive. As sad as it sounds, and as sucky as the ending could be, he eventually gives in to the “2 and 2 sometime can make a 5.” Rolle on the other hand has no such pleasure at all. He chose his bigger ambition. He put his possible better career or life at risk. He thought it is worthy if it comes true. In retrospect, Rolle unlike me has never thought about future in a family sense. He never doubted his physical capability. And unlike me, he has the native advantages. It seems almost right for him to keep going, to keep chasing the childhood dream.
When Mica asked me on the first blog that when do I ever stop taking risks, I told him when I have a personal obligation of my own, when I no longer live just for myself and world but for the “lungs” that will walk outside of me. I would have to breathe carefully and choose carefully.
“You can do anything in the world if you are prepared to take the consequences” (W. Somerset Maugham).
I think Rolle was not prepared for what might become of him. And I am almost certain that he will regret if he ever wants to come back to have an ordinary life. The world is full of excitements and risks. Some even fascinates us to a degree that creates a fog in front of us until the consequence hits us like a tornado. And because of this fog, Rolle might not even able to achieve the greatness that he was set for while he keeps flipping his coin. One day, it will land on “tails” and one day he will find that he has reached the limit.
There is “enough”; it depends on how much you think it is “enough” and how much you are willing to give for more.
Oh my, Katie!
Second place (just two minutes to being first), yet still so outstanding.
How did you compose such huge chunks of awesome writing in such limited time?
Great connections to literature.
The little "Behind the scenes" is very creative. I know how it felt standing in the front row to take pictures in elementary school. It was awful!
I want to grow a couple more inches too! I always liked playing basketball also.
Hope miracles do happen.
I read your blog and found myself nodding to what you were saying! I honestly look to read your blogs every week. (It's usually not that hard to find considering you're always in the top 5)
I enjoyed this blog of yours and got excited when I saw my name/how you referenced my question from last week!
Part 1: What do you do with a talented kid?
It's recess in second grade. A girl sits at a table trying to finish her math homework that will be collected later that day. "Ugh, I don't get it!" she groans in frustration. "Help me," she begs anyone who will listen.
"Alright, here's how you solve the problem." I try to be helpful. "Use your fingers if you need to and just count like--"
She stares at me blankly. "I don't want to know how to do it; I just want the answers!"
"Hey how did you do on the test?" a girl asks, peering over my shoulders. "A 98%? Wow, I hate you! I only got an 84%."
A boy jokes, "Too bad I don't sit next to you so I can just copy."
Texts from my friend:
"I got an A in the class! I can't believe it!"
"Oops, there are some people I shouldn't talk to about my grades."
"Yeah, but it was my fault for telling them."
Special Snowflake Syndrome: an unfounded sense of entitlement that possesses an individual to believe that he or she is inherently better than others; those afflicted are often those raised by indulging parents who believe their children to be like special snowflakes. I find that the kids who bag on those who are perceived to be more successful are often the kids who have tried to take shortcuts.
But what about when a kid is "genuinely talented"?
I would like to see a little survival of the fittest. Let kids choose what to do with their lives.
Rolle wants to be a neurosurgeon and a football player? Good for him, if he can handle both.
Could one dream jeopardize the other? Sure, but that's a risk he will have to deal with.
What about becoming a politician and saving the people in his country? There will be other candidates. Each child is a bundle of potential.
What if he fails to rise to the top of all the fields he is pursuing and ends up living a life of mediocrity? What about all of his potential? Well that's his own life and his own choice.
Everyone has potential, but most hardly apply themselves and will never maximize their potential. By definition, most will end up "average," and there is nothing inherently wrong with that.
Don't tell me that guy drifting through college because his parents pay him to doesn't have any potential.
Don't tell me that girl who doesn't do any homework herself couldn't pass a test without cheating if she whole-heartedly tried.
Feel free to waste your talent, but don't complain when others pass you by.
Annabell, I think you did a great job and dodging the question. Even though no one knows exactly what would be best for a person we all play a part in their life, so I ask you, would you allow a dear friend to destroy himself or herself? Personally I would not.
In a prospective of a parent this is even harder. The decision to protect my talented kid is a must, but the question is when is it enough? When and where do I draw the line of showing him/her the world and allow them to become adults?
It's a good post, just that you should think out the material a bit more (I should take my own advice into account).
Oooooh. That's the thing though! In what way are you treating a child like an adult by dictating what he or she can or cannot do?
Would I allow another to destroy himself or herself? That's assuming I know what's better for that person. But to be blunt, I watch people make decisions that I think are stupid. I'm the kind of person that will offer my advice and assist if you really want me to, but you need to be proactive about the issue, if that makes sense. And if you want to stick to your stupid decision (assuming that it isn't putting others at risk), yeah that's your choice too.
If my post seems incomplete, it is because I have a second part planned that should help clarify my opinions. I just went ahead and posted the first chunk in case I don't finish any time soon.
That is a some post. pretty radical and individualist thinking there. I do believe in utilitarian thinking but I also appreciate libertarian views. The two may seem contradict each other but not really. However, correct me if I interpret this wrong, what you are saying is that
" kids should be able to take on their own consequence in young age. Whatever mistake they make, they should suck it up. It is their fault to not fulfill their potential. And if they mess up, well too bad"
I am not judging your parenting style or your beliefs. But I do have some questions that I want to ask you, or you can say challenge you.
Let's go back to the original question you are trying to answer here.
If you are Rolle's mother, is this the way you are going to raise him?
Let him screw up his life as you witnessing it and you would not reach out your hands. You will not even give out some kind advice if he does not ask you for it?
You are really going to see him fall, hard and probably never gonna climb up without even blinking your eyes?
I know you want to give him free choice and teach him lessons. It is almost cruel to me to think about that. It is almost like seeing him drowning and you are not going to jump off to save him if he doesn't yell help. As a mother, you really can bring yourself to be that tough, to watching him make a mistake that he is unable to fix.
Then what's the point of parenthood? What is the point of society? What's the point of life? If everyone just living for oneself. Why do we need a community? I thought caring is a reflex? I thought if someone slips, we supposed to reach our hands out. And you do know that if Rolles is your child, if he falls, how much it reflects on you? We see ourselves through other people's eyes. The beauty of life is that we have each other to rely on. life does suck, and it sucks badly. We do need to suck it up. But wouldn't it be easier if someone is here get your back even you are too tough to ask for it?
Toughness should be applauded. However, caring is what consists the real value. If Rolle is my kid, I would want to see fall. But I will not let him fall too deeply that he will not able to climb up himself. I will reach my hands out when time comes. I will not tell people who are experiencing cancer suck it up though there are millions of people out there experiencing the same disease. I will get them back.
Yes, it is their choices. And yes, they need to take their own consequence. However, wouldn't it better if you are able to make them walk more straightly and turn less wrong turns before the mountain falls on them? And isn't that what a community for?
As Mama T. says "We have no peace because we have forgot about each other"
Of course, I always appreciate different belief. And with all the respect, I do not wish to offend you. But I do hope, you can see where I am coming from as well.
Thank you for the read.
I definitely agree with Annabell that there should be a degree of toughness and raw experience for each youngster, if you may, to experience on his own, but I do believe, like Katie, that there is a limit as to how much one can actually take. Sure, as a parent you should let your children make their own mistakes and let them learn how to fix those mistakes, but to what degree of a mistake should parents allow their children to make. If I was a parent you can't expect me to sit by and watch as my child goes through life making wrong decision after wrong decision. Excuse my following examples if they seem too intense, but are you expecting me to allow my child to make the decision of whether or not to be under the influence of drugs, alcohol, or anything of that sort? Do you expect me as a parent to allow my child to drop out of school to chase after his dreams because he "thinks" that he doesn't need a basic education and well, because he doesn't like school?
Maybe we can look at this from a friends perspective as well. I watch my friend make mistake after mistake until finally he's in trouble with the authorities, parents, or maybe he has just jeopardized his future. I'm sorry, but I can't simply stand by just because I wasn't asked for my input on the situation. I'm pretty sure that's what friends are for, to pick each other up off of the ground when we fall. We don't live for ourselves, no matter how selfish we humans can be. Every individual is a part of something greater, something that requires every individual piece in order to operate.
Anyways, I didn't mean to be offensive or anything I just felt strongly about this post and wanted to state my opinion.
Thank you for the interesting blog read.
Hi Annabell, i somewhat agree with what you are saying here but at the same time i don't. I have mixed feelings about your points. I totally agree with your last sentence about not complaining when others pass you by, but the whole survival of the fittest is kind of extreme for me. Sometimes i wish people who are born with extreme talent should stop and help others, they could definitely make a difference is someone's life. The parenting concept you have made me think of in what you wrote is also concerning to me, i don't totally agree but over all that was a really great read!
Annabell I really love how you express the idea of giving freedom of choice to the future generations!
The 'survival of the fittest' concept should not be misinterpreted when applied to this post. Instead, one should appreciate how it strongly emphasizes the idea of maximizing children's potential and urging them to go forward with whatever choices they have in mind for the future. Let's not twist this connotation out of proportions.
Sometimes, we need that push to jumpstart our career.
Sometimes, we need the fuel that sustains us in our pursuit.
Your blog post strongly encourages these future generations to follow their aspirations, pursue their best interests, seek out what they truly desire, etc. In fact, by opening choices and giving some leeway and room to breath for them, you may have just made a healthy choice for your children!
Don't be discouraged, do what you do best. That is all your blog expresses, and only what it expresses. Nothing more, nothing less. Great read!
You know I still owe you a pair of flip-flops from last Christmas. Just kidding.
Oh Yah. I totally agree with Annabell has done a really good job on expressing her opinion on the Social Darwinism concept. Not necessarily agree on the belief myself, but I do see where you and her come from.
However bear with me here, I just have couple question in regards to the "give them some room to breath" parenting style in general.
What do you think parents are for? They are not just for reproducing future generation like in 1984. We do live in a free society. And How big do you allow that room of breathing be? As big as the ones that the children in 1984 have? I do recognize that it is not a good comparison to compare our society with Oceania. But see once you grant your kids with absolute freedom of choice, the chance that they mess up their lives shoot pretty high. I knew it because I was in that situation. And I see many kids who share that room of breathing end up in pretty bad places.
I am not saying that parents should hold absolute power over their children. But I do think parents should be able to give out guidance voluntarily. And children should respect and take in consideration of what the experienced ones said to avoid less wrong turns and walls. And I think in Rolle's case, those "chinese walls" are hard for him to break now.
With all the respect, I do appreciate you and annabell's beliefs. And I do apologize if you and her both feel offended because I do not intend to do so. Simply want to share my opinion. And THank you for sharing and great read from your own post.
Actually, I’d like to clarify some of these things you guys claim that I said.
First, my original question was not: “If you are Rolle’s mother, is this the way you are going to raise him?”
It was: “What do you do with a talented kid?”
But the prompt I had for myself at first was really: “How should you treat those you perceive to be (potentially) more successful than you in life?”
Feraco’s question flows better, but somehow you guys jumped to the conclusion that I must be focusing on my parenting style or whatever. I most definitely was not. This post is aimed more towards fellow classmates. I speak from my own experiences and observations.
I never suggested that we should not stop and help each other. If you want to make accusations like that, show me the textual evidence.
Sentence 6 of my post: “I try to be helpful.” In sentence 9, the girl rejects my help.
I can’t force her to learn.
And even in my reply to Nelson, I say that I “offer my advice” and “assist if you really want me to.”
Here are the actual points I had hoped readers would infer from my post:
Some people aren’t willing to put in the effort for their desired accomplishments.
“I don’t want to know how to do it” (Line 4).
“Too bad I don’t sit next to you so I can just copy” (Line 6). This boy says it like a joke, implying that he is genuinely willing to cheat on a test if he had the opportunity to.
Some people try to tear down those they, perhaps subconsciously, perceive to be a threat to their own success.
“Wow, I hate you!” (Line 5).
In the third anecdote, my friend was really happy about getting that A in the class. That kind of excitement bubbles over in to conversations with others, but not everyone was happy for her. Some classmates resented her success. Even worse? She blamed herself for their resentment (Lines 8-10). I find it ironic that some of these people sabotage their own success by taking shortcuts like cheating. Why not analyze the difference in work ethic that lead to the different results and learn from that?
I most definitely do not think that that is the proper way to treat your classmates.
Now, I’ve heard people freak out at the realization that they aren’t particularly special. I’ve worried about this myself. Mr. Feraco posed a question along the lines of, “Should we make Rolle choose a singular path to achieve greatness, or let him pursue his multiple interests even at the risk of mediocrity?”
Mediocre: of ordinary quality. What is wrong with being ordinary? With being average? What is wrong with slipping back into anonymity and conformity if a person so chooses?
It’s exhausting to stand out. Everyone wants a piece of those who seem to be successful, or at least it seems that way sometimes. Those people get to deal with double-edged criticism from self-righteous hypocrites. They can simultaneously be called condescending for exuding the air that they know better, and still get demands to do this and that for others.
Why should society selfishly burden a select few with great expectations? Are those select few the only ones who should selflessly help others?
“So now he is a legend, when he would have preferred to be a man.” – Jackie Kennedy on JFK
Everyone has potential. For this reason, I place “genuinely talented” in quotation marks at line 14. For this reason, I say that “there will be other candidates” to lead the Bahamas. (Granted, circumstances and access to resources make a world of difference.) For this reason, I believe that those who don’t try to fulfill their potential should not belittle the ambitions of “genuinely talented” people.
And when I say “survival of the fittest,” I’m really referring more to keeping pressure off people to pursue dreams that aren’t their own so they can find their niches in society. In fact, I’m really trying to promote a society that is more considerate to the individuals. I think part of that is holding people more accountable for their own actions.
“We have not passed that subtle line between childhood and adulthood until we move from the passive voice to the active voice – that is, until we have stopped saying, ‘It got lost,’ and say, ‘I lost it.’” – George Harris.
To your other concerns on parenting: at some point, I plan on letting my kid grow up.
In Rolle’s case, I’m not too worried about him developing an addiction to harmful substances. I think he’s too driven for that. He’s plenty busy trying to balance two career paths he’s interested in. I wouldn’t be surprised if he eventually discovers that time is a naturally limiting factor, and either accepts not being the best at football and neurosurgery, or decides to focus more on one over the other.
Feel free to give me feedback on how to convey my thoughts more accurately. Maybe I should’ve incorporated more analysis of my thoughts in the post.
However, please read more carefully.
I am sorry if I really offended you. It sure is my bad that I misinterpreted your post. I will keep in mind to READ CAREFULLY next time.
My sincere apology.
As for the textual evidence, I see many implications there in your post about individualism and so forth. And do correct me if I am wrong again.
And if you don't mind, here is what you replied to Nelson
"Would I allow another to destroy himself or herself? That's assuming I know what's better for that person. But to be blunt, I watch people make decisions that I think are stupid. I'm the kind of person that will offer my advice and assist if you really want me to, but you need to be proactive about the issue, if that makes sense. And if you want to stick to your stupid decision (assuming that it isn't putting others at risk), yeah that's your choice too."
Well, mind me again, many times we say things that we don't really mean it. And sometimes, the tone voice can cause a great deal of misinterpretation. And I have to apologize that I give a large deal of assumption on your beliefs. However, if you give detail analysis in the first place, I think we would not this conversation here.
But do understand that I respect your belief. And if you are hurt from my challenging, again, my bad.
Lastly, If you would take this as a compliment, I would give you my favorite quote from Emerson,
"To be great is to be misunderstood"
However, please don't take it personally whenever people throw "things" at you.
When the Truth Was Still Masked:
It was reported in recent news from Hong Kong that a memorial was held in remembrance of the brave deeds of a female doctor who risked her life to save victims of the SARS (Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome) epidemic that took place about ten years ago. At the time, her husband had died of leukemia one year before she, herself, was infected by the disease, joining her husband at the youthful age of 35. The heroine no longer had anything to live for: her husband was dead, and she did not have any children to look after. Thus, no fear of death hindered her from performing great deeds to save the lives of the many that were infected. While she could have attempted to expand upon her career at the prime age of 35 in the safer environment of a normal hospital, she decided to pursue her passion of saving the tons of people crammed in battered hospitals reserved especially for SARS victims. In part, this was because it was not worth her improving her career position as the true fulfillment in her life was to save people. Her purpose in life was not to provide herself with a life of stability, free from danger; the underlying meaning of her life was to accomplish her goals: whatever she wished to do to bring joy to her heart. The thing she wanted most was life, the preserving of the many precious human lives, which was ultimately her meaning in life. She already lost her most cherished husband, and she did not want to see others leave the face of the earth, leaving their loved ones behind. Even though it meant sacrificing her own life, she was willing to do so wholeheartedly as life’s intent would have been nonexistent if one did not even have the courage to take risks to satisfy their dreams and objectives.
How was it possible that such an accomplished and compassionate doctor could have died from being infected by the disease?
Is it not perceived that doctors are experts in curing the sick?
Why could she not even save her husband, let alone herself?
Certainty does not appear in life. Life is erratic, and it can end at any particular moment.
By selecting Oxford rather than continuing senior season, Myron Rolle should have had already anticipated his physical skills have fallen way behind, and that there would only be slim chance of his being a first-round-picked player of the NFL. With competition being so intense and with his lagging behind in his qualifications as a potential NFL star, it’s quite predictable that his dream would burst. Rolle has WAY too many dreams, and he cares WAY too much of how others look up to him and expect him to behave. Yes, being a neurosurgeon is definitely seen as a much safer and secure job in comparison to the perilous job as a football player, in which “dog-fighting and serious damage to the brain” are expected. In addition to the already stated downsides of being an NFL player, if Rolle happened to become a lower-round pick (which is likely to happen due to his initial erroneous decision in skipping senior season), he would have to say bye-bye to the wistful dream of enjoying a long career.
But, this is a question of security and identity. If Rolle chose to maintain a state of stability by being a neurosurgeon, he would genuinely gain security, but the identity on his star would apparently shrink away from his central point. On the other hand, if Rolle decided to follow the rhythms of his heart’s innermost desires, he would be deprived of security since even if he did manage to reach his goal of being an NFL star, how long could he maintain his career before his joints started aching and hair started turning gray? Nonetheless, his identity would still be evident as he would have been determined to chase after his dream, which he “wanted desperately”, as his determination would have been an element of his identity.
Rolle already stated money was not his “main goal in life”; thereby, couldn’t it be assumed that he would just try whatever he wants, to pick a fate and ignore the prospective future of being a neurosurgeon or a politician? If stability was not the culprit in preventing him from identifying his manifest destiny, or obvious fate to go for his dream, what was it that was creating so much tension in his decision-making process in choosing “the” job? It was not because he had too many options, that all of them were equally appealing to him. The core problem rested within Rolle, himself.
Akin to the heroine mentioned at the beginning of my post, Rolle could have risked all he had, including his life, to fit the needs of his dream. He certainly had the right to pursue his dream: he had everything that was needed…except for his mental disposition. So what if being an NFL player could have cost his health or even his life? So what if being a neurosurgeon was “safer”? No point lies in living, physically, if he could not even save himself from his own mind. No point lies in living, physically, if Rolle is dead mentally, dying from living a mind-numbing life, regretting wrong decisions he made. He already made a major mistake in taking his first step in the wrong direction (Oxford instead of football); he could not afford to make another mistake. He should continue striving to make his dream come true.
Nothing is certain, but some risky investments are worth making.
Although, the previously mentioned heroine died at such a young age, just when her career was at its peak, she lived a rewarding life, doing what she loved most. It does not matter how long you live. All that matters is HOW you live your life.
Now that I know the Truth:
It was expected that Rolle was not drafted in the first round as a result of his poor decision making. Firsts are vital. First impressions. First day of school. In Rolle’s case, his first step. Although he did not end up with a long and successful NFL career, his experience in the NFL was worth his while. If I were in his position, however, I may want to see the future BEFORE making up my mind to attend Oxford or skip college season. That way, the outcome may have been more favorable. Nonetheless, with his hard work, he may possibly (although chances are slim) make it as a future NFL star. But as always in life, starting out well is preferable to making one’s way up later (learning it the hard way).
True to the point and well written.
I agree with everything except "All that matters is HOW you live your life." I would rather say "All that matters is WHY you live your life," because "how" is strategic and completely analytical. It means you plan out your life. Which is an important skill to learn but I rather the purposeful and imaginative "why" more. Just my opinion I wanted to put down because I've been play with both words for a few day now. The difference between "how" and "why."
Thanks for your comments.
Hope you succeed in finding out the difference between "how"" and "why." You're welcome to share your thoughts after you find out.
Needless to say that it is true that Rolle's inability to focus on one career led to his ultimate downfall. Though I wonder if you're trying to say that it is possible for him to pursue both paths at once or not
I like your introduction to this post but I feel that the transition from the example to Rolle was kind of shaky. But your point came across clearly and overall was a joy to read.
i like your story and your resolution,
"Nothing is certain, but some risky investments are worth making."
your words is somehow impacted my heart
You know, ever since I've posted my blog applauding Rolle's decision (less on his choice and more on his pursuit based on his desires), I've been wondering whether or not if it was right, and your blog has finally made me realize that it was very stubborn of Rolle to choose the NFL over his medical career. While I still believe there is some merit from his decision to pursue something that he loved, he should have chose the safer option. Now, if has solely focused on the NFL, he could have been a 1st round pick.
I'm really glad I read your blog post
I love how you broke it down into parts and I love how you shared that it really only matters on how we live our own life! Thank you for the great read!
Myron Rolle is truly an exceptional person. Someone like him will only come at most, a handful of times in a generation. Having the physical ability to be the top-rated high school player in the nation, to be chosen to play in a NCAA Division I football team, and to be one of the 224 players drafted out of thousands of college football juniors and seniors eligible for drafting is an amazing feat within itself. And on top of that, to be one of the 32 Rhodes Scholars signifies that Myron Rolle is perhaps the greatest man of his age.
Myron has the personality and characteristics to make the NFL. He is a hard worker, as evident in becoming a Rhodes Scholar. Being the top-rated high school player, playing on FSU’s team, and being drafted shows he has the physical talent. After being on the practice squad for a whole year and wanting to come back, it’s obvious that Rolle has the drive and the dedication. The question is: is that enough to make it?
Myron Rolle will not make the NFL.
I believe he has the characteristics necessary, but I don’t think any team will pick him up. It’s just too risky. He skipped a year of college football, was a sixth round draft pick, and played on practice squad and wasn’t even good enough to be re-signed. He is completely dedicated to being a football player either. He wants to be a neurosurgeon and advance the world of science, meaning his time is not going to be completely spent dedicated to becoming a better football player. Adding on to that, he is already behind where he should be to be a good player because he didn’t get to play in any actual NFL games and since he isn’t fully dedicated to the game, he isn’t going to catch up fast enough. It’s just too much of a risk to bet on Myron Rolle.
If I was Myron Rolle, I would want to know the end result of the athlete path and the end result of the neurosurgeon path.
Myron has already chosen the path of a professional football player without knowing what lies at the end of this path. The very scary, realistic thing about choosing this path is that one accident can end both of his dream careers in an instant. For example, if while playing on the practice squad he takes a hard hit to the head, neck, or arm that leaves permanent damage, it’s all over for him. He would lose a massive amount of brain cells and it would be very possible that his brain could be damaged, meaning that he would lose his ability to play football and to reason like a surgeon must. If he received a hard hit to the arm that left it permanently damaged, he obviously would not be able to play football anymore, but he also wouldn’t be able to conduct surgery. There are so many possible accidents that could happen that would end both paths for him; it’s just too risky to keep on going blindly.
However, he’s not too far down the path yet. He still has time to turn back and take the other path. If I were Myron Rolle, I would look into the future and see where my football career was going to end.
It’s just too big of a risk to continue blindly down this path.
It's somewhat one-sided of me but I enjoyed your post because I had pretty much the exact same thoughts when Mr. Feraco mentioned this guy's future. The only difference is that you actually predicted what happened, so good job.
If I could suggest anything at all, I would encourage perhaps some more evidence and less hypothetical situations. You could throw in personal experiences or gov-related, just something to prove your point. Including evidence will only make your argument even stronger.
I grew up going to church although I only agreeably went for the gold fish and apple juice. As I got older and was able to publicly yell and scream my options out loud, I saw church as taking up one of my weekend days and my mother gave in. I thought that I would have more fun hanging out with friends and being a kid than hanging out with Jesus.
I would say about five months ago I had rather moving reconnection with church. I had found, as they say, the one for me. Suddenly I felt un-judged and in the presents of a huge family that didn’t care about one ounce of my appearance, my sometimes negative thoughts or even the choices that I had made. I looked forward to going each week, the downfall was, according to MapQuest that is, it was 45 miles away from my house. That is a long way to travel to sing, dance and be with a family. I had gone around 5 or 6 times, but money and time yet again became an issue. I had felt disconnected for a while, so I decided to pick up where I left off and went on their online church services and watch the last service I had missed.
I have had my fair share of problems and have had many problems occur in my life, anything from losing a loved one to not being understood. I have always tried to turn to myself, my true self for answers. When I do that I usually start talking to myself like a crazy person, but it helps and I guess that’s all that matters. The reason why I’m saying all of this is because in that moment of disconnection I was kind of lost. I was lost in love, new friends and new surroundings. I felt that I needed someone else besides my head to tell me new ways of solving my problems or new outlooks at least on life.
I needed a message, and a message is exactly what I got.
I was mind-blown, emotionally impacted, mentally enlightened. I was shocked, understood for a minute and a little confused at why I had never heard this before. Maybe I had known this all a long but never could make sense of it because it wasn’t out loud, in the open and now shared with the world. I’m sure you’re wondering, what was this amazing message, well I’ll tell you. If you think the message is the key to ending world hunger, or who will win America’s got talent then you’re just plain wrong.
This message was to be interrupted. It wasn’t for the world or even for the whole crowd, it was just for me, I feel that it has helped me understand. Maybe you will too by chance.
The pastor said, “Too many expectations, only lead to disappointment.”
That is what he said, plain and simple. I knew that was part of the reason for so many fights, not just with other people but with me. Goals are a big part of expectations to me; I think and think about what it will be like to do something. I make expectations and hype myself up and when it doesn’t happen guess what, I get disappointed.
All my life I’ve been dreamer and for me this is where my goals and expectations are born. I don’t have to be sleeping to dream, it happens everywhere. I would sit in English class starring at a wall; I would pick a wall close to my teachers head so she thought I was paying attention. Then I would think about every single detail of my life that popped into my thinking chambers. I would plan out exactly how my weekend would go, right down to the song playing in the car as I drove to my boyfriend’s house and the things we would talk about right as I would be leaving. Call me crazy but this is me and these are my expectations. Now let me just say that when these goals of mine, these expectations never happened then it was chaos.
I used to think that meeting every single goal that I had was life, death or utter confusion but after I heard this message I realized a few things. I realized the reason why my opinion on my failing expectations where so high is because I would also plan out what everyone would think and say. I would take into consideration what everyone else would say, and if it didn’t happen according to what I had thought, then I would feel disappointed. I began to also realize that I needed to not make so many unrealistic goals. Like being able to buy a new car at the end of the year on a minimum wage salary, then getting disappointed when it didn’t happen, not only because I had expected that but also I had taken into considerations what everyone else would think.
Goal are important to reach, they make you feel complete when you have reached the top. It keeps you sharp and always wanting more. Sometimes that can be a good thing or a negative thing. The negative side is when you think, you’re not good enough and that you always have to do more. That’s unhealthy. I now know what my healthy expectations and goal look like and feel like to achieve.
I am thankful that I felt disconnected that day and stumbled upon my new life’s motto that guides me to making my goals realistic.
Kayla you make valid points in your blog that i really can relate to like when i was a kid i remember feeling the same about church and how I would not like to go. Another thing is your goal concepts which i can also really understand. Goals are very important to reach in my opinion to.
This post was a interesting read because I couldn't really figure out in the beginning what this post would be about until the quote with pastor. But while it was an interesting build up to your overall story I feel that the beginning dragged a little bit. There were certain parts where I would get lost in the text and I'd have to recollect myself. Overall I would say get the point faster, we don't need that much back story. Nice work.
I really enjoyed your blog. Like Christian said you have made some points in this story that I really do agree with and I'm glad that you are living by a great motto and I am glad that you brought up goals and reaching them. That really did catch my attention!
Thank you for the great read and putting your own personal twist on it!
*We've Got Magic on this One Big Holiday!
I cannot tell you how many times I’ve heard the “life is a journey” cliché. We’re all supposed to be on this quest to find happiness in our lives. To be honest, thinking about that cliché frustrates me. Not because of the cliché itself but because I can’t seem to find this “happiness.” I believe the bigger problem for me is that I don’t know what truly makes me happy. Many of us don’t know what makes us happy.
What makes you happy?
This is not to say that I am a pessimistic and hopeless manic depressive. Do you remember the “life is a journey” cliché? I’d see myself as a lost and clueless wanderer walking aimlessly on a stretch of open fields. I can never be able to find happiness that I can sustain. It’s always some little moment that spoils my happiness, that itching flea that agitates the heck out of me.
All of this has made me question the validation of my happiness that I sometimes manage to snag.
Do my friends make me happy because they nod to everything I say and do?
Does money make me happy because it buys me material I want?
Does music make me happy because it is my escape from a dull reality?
Do good deeds done by own hand and will make me happy because it pleases
That’s it. Maybe that’s what truly makes me happy. Maybe the decisions and deeds I make that cause people to applaud them and therefore gives me a sense of satisfaction and approval is what makes me happy. Maybe, just maybe.
…But why should I care for the expectations that other people have when I have my own? Does the approval of society and the roar and cheers from the crowd outweigh the needs and wants of my own? But then again, what do I really want? What makes me happy?
I think of Myron Rolle and I think of a man with a great deal of pressure burdening his shoulders. He has the entire world in his hands with so many eyes watching his next big decision. A neurosurgeon, a prime minister, an NFL safety; he can do whatever he pleases—he’s a Rhodes Scholar for heaven’s sake! But what does he really want? What pleases him? Does he really want to be a neurosurgeon, or the prime minister of the Bahamas? It seems as if society has placed this great burden on him, that he must become a functioning cog in some sort of great machinery. No one tells him directly that he must become a neurosurgeon or a prime minister, but secretly, all the whispers of the world tell him to do so. So then, we’ve made this man’s decision more complex and overwhelming than it already is.
When I first heard Myron Rolle’s name come out of Mr. Feraco’s mouth the other day in sixth period, his name rung a bell. As the avid NFL fan that I am, I remember hearing his name as one the most discussed players at his position in the 2010 NFL Draft and even saw him perform at the NFL Combine. So much discussion for an athlete who ran a stumbling 4.7 forty-yard dash; the guy wasn’t even a top five safety prospect and ended up being drafted really low that year. After watching a disappointing Combine performance, I never heard much of Rolle again. I would hear his name at times when he played in a few preseason games (I don’t even remember which team he played for), but other than that, Myron Rolle was almost nonexistent.
Yesterday, however, my perspective on Rolle changed. I had never known until Feraco had mentioned it that he was an aspiring medical student, hoping for the day that he would become a certified neurosurgeon. In spite of having transferred to Oxford and becoming a Rhodes Scholar with a near-perfect GPA and having his hopes of becoming a neurosurgeon on the line, he chose the NFL. He chose the NFL knowing that team scouts have considered the fact that he was away for football for a year and that his skills might have rusted down. And for this, I applaud him for it.
Many professional football athletes over the years have chosen athletics over academics as rookies, seeing that in the short-run, they would be able to make more money than if they had stayed in school. However, situations like these usually involve top prospect players with exceptional talent that are likely to be drafted in the first round. Rolle, on the other hand, was not one of these elite players teams had looked for. He lacked explosiveness that other players at safety had. So why would a man with the brain like his would want to play in the NFL, a dangerous, gladiatorial sport where many retired players have reported severe brain damage. Simple:
The man loves football.
There’s no real secret behind it. Myron Rolle wasn’t trying to trick us nor had the intention of causing uproar with his decision. The man chose football, and there’s no need for him to explain his decision to anybody.
We all want to play the “what if” game with situations like these. There’s always going to be people who frown at exceptional people like Myron.
“You could have been saving lives if you hadn’t paid attention to football, Myron!”
The “what if” game had always reminded me of how selfish human beings really are. How dare we ask something of a person of great merit and achievement and not realize that he or she too is a human being and have their own wants and needs. I feel as if our motives for our good deeds and decisions are for other people in mind—to please their desires. It’s as if when a band breaks up or retires and we are angered because we no longer get to get new material, or if a once-in-a-generation athlete decides to retire early and we are angered or upset because we no longer get to see him or her play or help their team win a championship. There’s a certain path that society wants to pave for exceptional people like Myron. We want them to serve in the “great big machine” and we are delighted when they do so. We smile, we cheer, we applaud, we frown, we jeer, we reprove. We do all these things at those people with our selfish thoughts in mind.
I don’t believe in the idea that a person’s destiny is carved in stone. I do, however, believe that we are born with some sort of talent, skill, or trait and we use what we have to get through in life. Some people are born with advantages and others with disadvantages, but, in the words of a very close friend of mine, “it’s just life.” The great Sir Isaac Newton once explained that God was a clockmaker and that the earth was his clock. He had built all these complex gears and machinery for his clock, and once he was done building this clock, he left it to tick on its own. He doesn’t watch over it and move the hands around or try to adjust the clock. He just lets it be.
We are all journeymen on a highway of a never-ending universe. We all have these “gears” that were given to us by someone. It’s up to us to use them or not; there’s no guideline, no standards to follow, no manual. Just us and what we already have. I do believe that life is a journey, but I do not believe that a journey should follow one path only. There’s multiple roads to take, and with that, many obstacles to overcome. That obstacle shouldn’t be society. Do you know why?
Because you are the universe.
In a sense, we are.
The decisions we make, the actions we do, the thoughts we express, they all affect the destinies that is ahead of us. Our destinies are always changing on a daily basis as long as we are active in our lives. We affect the universe; we change it because we are our own universe. If you look at it that way, we have the ability to manipulate the universe to have it our way—essentially magic, if you will. Don’t forget, we live in our own worlds.
Chase what you love.
Listen to what all the doubters have to say, and ignore it.
We are all going to die someday, so why become a ticking hourglass of death?
Continue your journey of life, and if you have not embarked on your great journey, do so.
And of better days
From this town, we’d escape
If we holler loud and make our way
We’d all live one big holiday
-One Big Holiday, My Morning Jacket
Ohhhhhh, the part where you wrote "Why be a ticking hourglass of death" I always thought how life was a ticking time bomb but never a hourglass.
After reading your post I'm not really sure if you are for the idea that life is a journey or against it. It seems somewhere midway to me.
There is this mistaken image that we have of the word "journey." Heading out for our journey we have a sense that it would be peaceful, that everything ends up alright. That is true when we see the whole picture- which is why stories are great- but that is not true while experiencing the issue, which is why stories are poor.
"And why do we fall, Bruce? So we can learn to pick ourselves up" -Thomas Wayne
Still I agree we should embark on our journey in life, not towards death, but towards happiness. As Miss Frizzle always say in the old show Magic School Bus, "Take Chances, Make Mistakes, Get Messy!"
Yeah, i think i should have made it more clear on which point I take sides on. I think it's more of a "me" issue than my writing. I can be a very indecisive person at times, but thanks for your advice Nelson. I shall polish my pieces further when the next blog comes around!
"when i come around... blah blah blah"
You know I actually held some kind of perspective that there is no set stoned destiny. And you know the whole set of how we are able to change our life and why not. But I thought about it more after that stage of thinking as I continue to see the world in different new perspectives.
Okay. Personally I believe in souls and destinies. And I firmly believe that everyone of us has potential and is meant to be someone great, if not, greater. And we are given with different advantages. Some of us are naturally smart in science. Some of us are extraordinarily artistic. And some of us are born athletes. And yet, we may born with multiple of these specialties.
"Specialties are for insects"
So yah? When it comes down to weather we are able to change our destinies, I tend not to agree with that we are able to change the path whenever we want statement anymore. See, opportunities come and go. There are no such thing as you can always unmake a decision, When the path is chosen, you kinda have to walk to the end and you either hit the dead end and walk back or you keep walking. And once it is chosen, you can hardly jump off. And if you have chosen the wrong pathway, the path would close as you walk farther down the way.
In Rolle's case, he is wasted. Yah, we can say well at least he persisted on his dream. it was rather obvious that his talent in the medical field outweighed his talent in football. Maybe specialization is only for insects. But, we are humans though we are thousand times smarter than insect we are still not god. Rolle missed his opportunity to find out what is behind the other door while he kept trying to open a door that is almost closed on him. And the only thing left is some glorious regrets from both him and us.
No. We are not able to change our paths as we wish. We could try but it doesn't guarantee success. Once we miss the right timing, right people and right setting, the gestures we make to fight for that almost closed door may not give us the outcome if we have chosen it in the first place We have multiple pathways for us to choose and there is only one thing that is truly meant for you. And that one thing is thing that you can pass the limit of greatness, go over the zenith of the mountain. So yah, we do have a destiny to follow maybe not set-stoned but it is limited.
Do believe there is a limit for us. And we shall choose wisely.
Thank you for the great read. With all the respect, I always appreciate opposite beliefs.
Thank you Katie fr the feedback. I based my opinions off personal experiences I went through, and I was going to mention them as examples, but then realized they were a bit too personal and graphic. I do understand we have limits (maybe I should have mentioned that ), but I see them as "human limits," yanno? Humans can't do everything we please at once; our minds and bodies wouldn't be able to handle it. But I think the greatest asset a human being could have that could allow us to exceed our mental and physical limits is having a big heart.
Walter Payton, one of the best NFL running backs of all time, wasn't remembered for his athletic ability when he retired in 1987; he was remembered for his sheer will and heart, and he "never died easy," as his motto goes. Payton, at only 5'10 and barely 200 poulds, did things that only a 6'2, 225 running back could do; he bulldozed over defenders, stiff arming them to the ground, etc. Also, he played at other positions that he never played or learned before. He even started at quarterback for a few games! And how did he all do all of this? The man had sheer will and had a big heart. He took any limits that anyone, including himself, had put on him and CRUSHED them. Now he's second on the all time rushing list and in the Hall of Fame.
As for Myron... you could say was a wasted oppurtunity, yeah. But the man is still young, he has yet to reach his zenith. I went on his site the other day and read some blogs about him. He still studies for med school, even though he still trains for the NFL. Who knows? Maybe he will end up being a neurosurgeon after all.
Like what Mr. Feraco said though, I don't think he will be a Tom Brady (all hail Tom Brady!). He needs to improve his speed if he wants to play as a defensive back. If he doesn't, then he should just put all his attention on being a neurosurgeon. The NFL asks so much from safeties now these days, especially since it is a pass-oriented league, and Myron doesn't really have the skill-set teams look for.
I like the funny part about the "itching flea" moment that "spoils your happiness."
I agree society is not what is keeping us from being happy. Your sentence, "Because you are the universe," totally sums that up.
Well its not the first post, but it's still pretty good. Really liked the repetition and use of bold-ing. Great post overall!
If you're trying to achieve, there will be roadblocks. I've had them; everybody has had them. But obstacles don't have to stop you. If you run into a wall, don't turn around and give up. Figure out how to climb it, go through it, or work around it. -Michael Jordan
A man like Myron should be looked upon. We do live in a free world, even though some countries don’t have the freedom that we do in the United States, we do not belong to anyone but ourselves. Previous semester, a short story called War was about children not belonging to their parents but parents belonging to them. And that is what makes sense here, no one is in control over us but ourselves; we naturally have the right to try. As humans we are curious about things and what better way to find out other than trying.
No one should pick a fate as fate itself is not permanent. To me, fate can be switched just as easily as a light switch going on and off. With each decision we make can change our fate but it is not permanent as another decision can override it. So instead of encouraging someone to pick a path and live with it, we should encourage others to express themselves in any way they want to so that life can be lived to the fullest.
If I was to raise Myron, I’ll take my chances allowing him to choose his own path. If he chooses to stick with one passion hopefully he finds a way to sharpen his skill and if he wants to bounce around then so be it. The risk of losing everything is not as big as losing the opportunity to experiment new things in life. What kind of guardian would I be if I wouldn't allow my own child to express themselves in any shape and form? Life is too short to worry about losing because in the end we can all gain it back with the experience we gain.
Do not let spacious plans for a new world divert your energies from saving what is left of the old. -Winston Churchill
Why save him when he does not need to be saved? Myron is already on his way to discovering new heights. We should not stop someone just because they don’t succeed a couple of times. Never stop believing because the possibility of success might just be on the other of side of the day.
There is a short story about a man competing for gold. He digs and digs but he does not discover anything so he finally gives up but little did he know, if he dug a bit deeper the gold could have been his, instead his competitor kept digging and eventually he reached it first and ended up with all the gold for himself. This is just a story on how not to give up no matter how many times we get shot down in life. But it’s not to say being raised based on how Rolle was treated is a bad thing. Instead of turning around and making frowning faces, we can turn to it straight forward with a head held high. Life comes with many difficult tasks with many others in the way trying to shoot you down. But there is never a day going by that miracles cannot happen, the happen and they happen unexpectedly.
Hi clarence, i like your points in this post. You are straight forward and very clear. it was a good and easy read. I liked the point about having to take chances and letting our kids choose what to do with their lives. That is what really related to my own views. great job!
I liked how you took a different approach to the prompt on how, why should we stop him doing what he chooses to do. It made it very interesting and overall it was a good read! Good Job!
I like your view on fate. I like the way you say that fate does not stay the same. It can change with what you do.
“Hey Joseph, can you lend me five dollars?”
“Hey Joseph, can you give me a ride home?”
“Hey Joseph, can you help me with this homework problem?”
“Hey Joseph, can you....”
It never ends...
I was one of those people who was considered a nerd. The person people would come to for help with their math homework, or the person who people would sit next to only cheat off. However, I wasn't just smart, but I was also a person full of resources. People would always come to me for a ride, money, etc. People continued to come to me, always expecting me to give them something. Something that would fill the void that they couldn't fill.
I guess it was my fault for getting myself into this mess. I would consider myself a "nice guy." Not the kind of guy that would complain about being "friend zoned." No. I was that guy people know they can take advantage of because he or she is just too kind to say "no" to anything. Because I was that person, I found myself entwined in a machine. One where everyone continues to use over and over again.
Every time a person asks for something, I feel obliged to say yes. Why?
I don't know.
So many people have asked me for something, from my closest friends to complete strangers that walk in the halls of our school. It's never enough, and they always come back for more. Once they start, it's never ending. Why can't I ever say no?
I don't have an exact answer to this. I still don't know why I can't say "No." Maybe it's because I don't want to cause trouble. Maybe it's because I'd rather give myself up, having others get their way to enjoy life. Everyone wants something, and for some reason I'm willing to be the person that gives them what they want. Could it be a curse? Maybe in your eyes it is, but it's not in mine.
I'm willing to be that person because I feel satisfied as it is. I have a moral to treat others the way I want to be treated; to respect each other. I don't mind, to an extent, on how much a person asks for me to do something. However, what I do hope is that people who ask can find it in themselves to do the same, and give up their time or resource for someone else.
Instead of seeing it as a curse to make myself look bad, think of the blessing it does for others.
Stop looking toward the bad things in life, keep moving forward. Making a difference in someone else, even a little, can make all the difference in my life.
I don't expect anything in return, or any sympathy. Rather I hope for people to do something similar for someone else. To set an example.
Im the exact same way Joseph, i am to nice sometimes that i just say yes to anything my friends would ask of me so i understand where your coming from.
It's nice to hear that there are still people out there like you who will wholeheartedly help out merely for the welfare of others (not expecting anything in return).
This post kind of reminds me about your last post about where the name "Broseph" came from (being a good bro to others).
Always nice to adhere to the golden rule: do what you want others to do unto you.
Continue spreading the word of kindness.
I'm sorry to hear that people always ask you for stuff. It's very nice of you though to try to please everyone. However, you should do what is best for you not other people. It's your life! Eventually, you will need to learn to say no because you can't say yes all the time.
I used to be the one that asked for "help" on homework, which was basically just copying. I stopped because blindly copying never helped. It's great that you like helping but, I don't think letting someone copy or cheat is helpful. Teaching and showing is helpful.
Hey Joseph, I feel like we're pretty similar as people. You're an incredibly altruistic guy, which is not a bad thing at all. I'm glad there are people like you out there willing to step up when you're needed. It'll take you places in life! Just don't let people take advantage of you! Great post !
Hey Joseph, I was basically in the same situation as you back in middle school...people asked to borrow money which were never returned, people asked to borrow a pencil...which were never returned...except I wasn't considered a nerd.
I was considered an incompetent dumb***. (you fail at life, people would always tell me.) But the last thing you want to hear is me ranting about my own problems right?
The thing is...I understand every word you say. And I liked how instead of blaming others for being dependent on you (like I have always done...blaming others) you instead see it as a way to give back to others...I need to stop blaming other people.
Hey Joseph, I know the feeling of being too nice. Great job on the blog.
10 years ago:
"Grandma, I want to be a princess when I grow up."
"No, you can't be a princess. You should be a doctor."
"Why a doctor?"
"You get to help save lives."
"Oh, ok. I will be a doctor."
5 years ago:
"Hey Eman, what do you want to be when you grow up?"
" My grandma said I should be a doctor, so I guess a doctor."
"Hey Grandma, what if I don't want to be a doctor?"
"What? You should be a doctor. If you are a doctor you will save people's lives. You will also be able to take care of me. You know I am getting old. Besides, if you don't want to be a doctor, what are you going to be, a lawyer?"
"Being a lawyer isn't really that great. You aren't respected by other people and others will think you only care about money. It is better off if you become a doctor. Why? You don't what to be a doctor?"
"No...I'm just asking."
Ever since I was a child, my Grandmother would always tell me to be a doctor. Hoping that I wouldn't disappoint her, I just nodded my head and said ok. As I entered high school, the idea of becoming a doctor was unappealing. I wasn't the kid getting an A+ in biology or the girl interning at the hospital. I wasn't motivated to become a doctor, because I was never passionate about it in the first place. Becoming a doctor was my Grandmother's dream for me, and I felt obligated to become a doctor for her. In a way, I am just like Rolle because I am trying to fulfill someone else's expectations instead of mine.
Rolle has the ability to become a neurosurgeon or a famous football player, but he has to carry the burden of what other people expect from him. Is it fair for a talented to kid to stray from the path set forth for him to pursue his own passion? Why not? It is Rolle's life. If Rolle continues to try to fulfill everyone else's expectations, he will never feel true happiness. Living your life by doing what others tell you to do will result in you becoming an unhappy person. Every achievement or success he experiences would be considered a hollow victory. The same can be said for me. If I do become a doctor, I probably wouldn't be happy in the aspect, that I could've been doing something I am passionate about. This is also the main reason why I believe Rolle should do what he wants. If he was my child, I would want him to be able to do something that he wants to do. I may be prejudice because I have to fulfill someone's expectations as well, but wouldn't you want to end up doing something that makes you happy? I know that becoming a doctor isn't really my dream, but when I do figure out what I am passionate about, I will definitely pursue it because it is my life.
"Tell my mother, tell my father, I've done the best I can to make them realize this is my life."-Second Chance, Shinedown
Eman you are really personal and down to earth with your blog, even taking your grandmother's words to the heart!
While I have a feeling your experience is not uncommon, your reaction probably is. I admire your ability to say no to others' expectations, even those belonging to close family members. I cannot say I have done the same.
I would like to point out that at some point everyone is held by someone else's expectations. No one is really the boss of themselves at work. Even the top bosses are held by the expectations of their employees to manage everyone well.
Artists and other freelance workers are expected to fit some kind of niche. Otherwise any potential followers, for lack of a better word, will be confused and not know whether that particular artist/singer/dancer fits his/her taste.
Of course there are exceptions, but just throwing this thought out there for you to think about. The post itself was solid. Good job!
Coming from a community like Arcadia, I'm sure all of us can relate somehow to your story. We all have our parent's and grandparents whispering in our ears, telling us what to do and what not to do.
I won't listen to what my parents want, i hope you will follow your dreams, rather than listening to your grandmother.
if someone ends up unhappy, with a boring life because they never thought for themselves, and only listened to others, they deserve it.
Myron Rolle is simply the epitome of a well-made man. To begin with, he’s physically capable enough to be a top-ranked football player on the high school, collegiate NCAA Division I, and national level draft pick. Along side his physical ability is his intellectual ability being one of the 32 Rhode Scholars. Rolle is clearly an individual worthy of praise based on just this basic description of him.
Obviously, Rolle’s achievements didn’t come easily. They were built up from his hard work and determination throughout his life. He was able to accomplish so much through his life, and that only reinforces his ability to do anything that he puts his mind towards. But, that might be his problem in the long run… what he puts his mind on. Of course he puts in hard work and dedication into returning to the NFL, but is his mind really set on it?
Whether or not Myron Rolle will make the NFL really depends on him. He has the ability, he’s done it before, and he has the dedication, he really does. But is that really enough?
I believe it is not. Sure, Rolle has the abilities and characteristics of an NFL player, he’s been demonstrating that his entire life through high school, NCAA, and the NFL. However, is his mind really where it should be? Does he prioritize the NFL as what he dedicates his life to? These are all factors one might ask to him or herself before trying to achieve a dream like that. Unfortunately, for Myron, it isn’t. Or it wasn’t the only thing on his mind. He, as much as he’s an athlete, is a scholar. He has ambitions on becoming a neurosurgeon and to contribute to the world of science, which also takes up a large bulk of a man’s dedication.
This might just be enough to not be enough.
Rolle might just be too behind in the game, and this time, might not be able to catch up. Is that a wager the NPL draft is willing to make?
Being placed in Myron’s shoes, I would just want stability for whatever may come ahead. However, that is easier said than done.
Rolle has a passion for two very opposite fields. One athletic and one intellectual, neither of which correlates to the other. What Rolle’s needs to do, is pick. He can’t afford to do both because in the end, one will clash with the other to fight for his dedication. Doing both also poses a huge risk on Rolle. One slip on the field might mean the end of his dreams of being a neurosurgeon. Is Rolle really willing to compromise himself to do both of his dreams?
Good thing for Rolle, he’s still in the position to pick. The path for him is there, he just needs to take a step to one side.
Once again, you did a good job on your post. Your blog was very well written and succeeded in answering more than one of the given prompts without having to add excess details. I especially enjoyed the way you wrapped up your post. Keep up the good work.
Hey Alex! I thought that your post was very well written. But I think that towards the end of the post, you began to somewhat summarize what the given story has told us. So I think you might want to analyze the information a little more.
Great post! Loved reading it!
Good read and blog! It was very well written and the way you talked about Myron Rolle made it very interesting.
I am Rolle.
Half way through junior year I had a difficult question to answer; did I want to play another year of varsity water polo or did I want to join varsity percussion. The way I had managed up to this point was water polo was first semester and percussion was second. If I made varsity percussion, I would be in marching band, which had a first semester season.
Which should I pick?
I had just finished my third season of water polo and my first season as a varsity member. Who knew, maybe the next year I could have been captain or a lead scorer. I loved water polo with a passion. During the off season, I would play club to improve my skills and to play my favorite sport.
On the other hand, I had always wanted to be a member of varsity percussion. I had already tried out for it two years in a row. And I had been rejected two years in a row. I loved performing in front of crowds and letting the music that I play affect them. I loved the people in percussion, some of who were my closest friends.
I already had the experience of what varsity water polo was. I played a season and had a blast.
But what if percussion was a better experience?
What if by choosing water polo, I would miss out on what it meant to take music to the highest level?
What if I made these expectations for percussion and it isn’t what I wanted?
Would I have traded in my water polo ball for something that I would not enjoy?
I decided to ask my best friend for advice on what I should do. After the initial response of, “You’re too talented, can’t decide between this varsity thing or that one.” She gave me the idea of doing both. That had a lot of appeal to me. If I did both, then I would not disappoint my teammates or fellow musicians.
Every decision has a consequence. In this case, there would be several to doing two advanced activities. Both would happen during the first semester of senior year. I would not have a social life at all. While I would be at practice, my friends would have plenty of time to relax and hang out. I would literally run from one practice to another. From there I would have all of the homework that I had due the next day. Not to mention that first semester would be college apps season too.
Like Rolle, I had several options ahead of me. No matter what, I would be disappointing someone.
What if I could see the future of each outcome?
What if I would know that my coach would quit and my water polo team would suffer because of it?
What if I knew that varsity percussion would not be the challenge I made it appear in my head?
What if I knew that if I did both, I would be the most tired and overwhelmed I had ever been in my life?
Honestly, I would not want to see the future and what would happen to me. Part of life is discovering your own life. It is learning from the mistakes we make. With this in mind, I decided that I would do both. I have no regrets. The experiences I had this year are some of the most memorable from high school. Even though there were sacrifices I had to make and opportunities I missed, I grew up during this first semester. I grew to work with the little time I had, I made several new friendships and had a great season
(Before reading the truth) I think Myron Rolle will ultimately do what he wants. Even if the world hates him for his decision, it is ultimately his life. There really is no pleasing everyone. I think he will choose where his true passion lies. At the very end of the day, he will at least be happy with that. I believe Myron Rolle could be great, in more ways than he can imagine.
(After reading the truth)Rolle has to choose what he really wants. There is always a chance that he can achieve his goal. True failure is only when one stops trying. I think very highly of his decision to pursue his football dreams. At the end of the day, Myron Rolle knows that he chose what he really wanted. Even if the world hates him for it, He is living his life.
While Rolle chose to pursue one of his dreams at a time, I chose both of mine. Even though our situations are different, we face similar challenges. We had to work harder than we ever had before, hold ourselves to higher standards and kept improving. The lesson that everyone should learn from Myron Rolle.
Life does not always work out the way we plan it to.
We have challenges and situations that are out of our control.
We should keep trying to achieve our dreams and enjoy our
life while we have it to live.
The time we have is not coming back.
It's interesting to know that you were actually extremely similar to Rolle! Except, you are smarter than Rolle in that you will pursue your two dreams without hesitation.
Your last sentence,"The time we have is not coming back," really got me thinking about life. I agree you should do what you want to do regardless of how others think.
When making a decision, consider the negative consequences.
The possibilities and opportunities are endless, of course. One result can lead to another, and another, and another. It’s impossible to imagine all the scenarios that could play out, but I personally believe it’s better to at least imagine the worst possible events that can occur from a decision.
I say this because nobody cares how good the results can become. People celebrate, but most never ask "What made this happen?" Instead, they take the rewards for granted. Then they focus on something not-so-great about their lives.
That is why we must consider the negatives, because in the end that's all most of us think about.
When my brother acts recklessly, I try to warn him about the consequences. When his recklessness puts him in a terrible situation, he snaps at me, saying, "I don't care." But he does care. He just doesn't want to admit that he never thought he could fail.
Similarly, I avoided AP English for all the benefits a relaxed schedule could give me. Looking back, I never thought about the possibility of my writing ability stagnating. When I began to write my college essays, I regretted not taking the class. My other regrets stem from similar experiences.
Many of my worst decisions occurred because I never considered how bad the outcomes could get.
Anticipated or not, any undesirable outcome hurts. But when one imagines all the worst scenarios, makes the decision anyways, and ends up in one of those situations he/she will think: "I knew that would happen." I often have these thoughts when I approach strangers for help, scared of rejection, and receive rejection.
On the flip side, when the negatives aren’t taken into account, the thought is instead, "Why didn't I think this would happen?" At that point, regret seeps in.
Based on these ideals, I have no problem with Winston's recklessness.
He is aware of the consequences of his actions. In writing that “thoughtcrime does not entail death: thoughtcrime IS death,” he acknowledges the worst outcome of his actions.
Even so, he is willing to rebel and hope for a better future. If he falls, at least he knows where he’s going to fall. In fact, because he’s already accepted the chance of a fall he is able to reach higher.
“One could not avoid it, but one could perhaps postpone it: and yet instead, every now and again, by a willful and conscious act, one chose to shorten the interval before it happened.”
Winston knows what he is doing. That consciousness, to me, is essential. He may push towards an undesirable conclusion. But he can accept what follows from those actions.
As practical as this advice sounds, I do not believe every nuance to a choice is foreseeable, due to either a lack of knowledge or awareness. When we are able to see these consequences of our actions, we consider them trade-offs, sacrifices worth having. However, even when we see the negative consequences, there are times where that still does not prevent regrettable actions from being taken. Any high school student who has slept passed 2 AM on a weeknight knows this well. I therefore argue that it is not enough to see and acknowledge the negative consequences.
I actually thought about this while composing my response, but didn't have enough time to attempt to address your point. I suppose part of the reason I posted this anyways is because I am not one of those 2 AM people. Thank you for your comment regardless. If I need to bring up this view again at some point I will think over what you have said.
I like this post because you pointed out a very distinct behavior of many people. And I agree that the feelings of regret linger with every fault that we make.
But I do not agree with your statement that Winston is higher because he is aware of the consequences. Being conscious of the negatives of one's choices is good because it tends to prevent a person from making a regrettable decision, but other than that I do not see the other benefits of being aware.
There is No Enough
There is a reason for it all. The feeling you that you have accomplished something makes you feel like you have done something with your life. Whether you poured your own bowl of cereal for the first time or the time you took your first step. The first feeling he felt in a long time was that there was no reason to have a worthy moment even if his memories disappeared into a solid black hole of disappointment.
To think he can just compress everything into a black box and burn things away like they were nothing… Pitch black eyes looking at him through every mirror as he gazes throughout the house. When he walks pass every painting in this caged up house with vines tossed all over the place, he fears that this lonesome death is up ahead. Thoughts scrambling into his mind, wondering whether or not he should be alive, the creeping struggle when he is about to walk up the stairs, and fantasying someone who might drag him back down because they found out what he knew…
What did he know? He only knew that there was not enough. There was no success that could bring him down to the ground. As people walk pass him as he struggles every day to look out for something new, they laugh and point, but it still was not enough. Everyday people struggle just to get food or to have a home. For his struggle it was simply being himself. He knew that life was not enough for him just to glide on by.
Life is beyond the staircase we walk, run, or even crawl up there. There is no stopping point for the reason people struggle to gain success. Many roads pass him as he stared at one road and barely touched the other. The things matter but not taking things for granted. Shifting your ability to be someone you aren’t is a waste of time because there is no time to waste. As he read what was on the mirror, he knew he did not know what he was looking for nor did the fact that struggling to be someone else never helped.
As he spoke aloud, “Someday I'm gonna find it,
Wish I knew what I was looking for
Inside the disarray…
I woke up this morning,
Don't know where I'm going,
But it's all right –
I wouldn't have it any other way.”
He didn’t know what he was looking for. He did not know what enough was, but he did not care that his success was not enough… He still did not care.
I liked your post. I thought that you had great ideas, and that you explained points very well. I enjoyed reading this.
Living life on the edge is a life worth living. Taking chances is the only way that anyone can get somewhere in their own lives; even if the stakes are high. Winston lives in a world where any decision can make or break your life, though in his world what is there to lose other than your life? Winston dreads every bit of his life, and can see through the matte finished window pane of The Party’s rule. His eyes slice through the veil of their lies just like butter, and as he goes on and on throughout his life he finds he cannot handle it anymore. Taking the risk to be with Julia, or talking with O’Brien are miniscule leaps towards a happier life. A life where he can at least bare living.
In The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock , Prufrock goes his whole life loving a woman, and does nothing about it. He keeps saying he has time to go for it and start living his life, but he never gives it a chance. Prufrock gives all his regard for the consequences, and none to live his life the way he would like to live it. He may not be the perfect “Michelangelo” that the women are expecting, but who knows what could have happened if he tried to win the girl over. He is quite the opposite of Winston, even though both live a quite dreary life. At least Winston gives it a go, and takes those “reckless steps” to see if he could make a change, as slight as it may be. I personally still haven’t finished the whole book yet (I will get there I wrote this part on Tuesday), but I am assuming things do not turn out too great for Winston in the end. Call me a pessimist, but I don’t see Winston making it far with all the rules he is breaking. Yet, even though he takes each leap towards the life he is always dreamed of, he knows that he will not survive. He has known it from the beginning of the book.
“If the object was not to stay alive but to stay human, what difference did it ultimately make?” - Page 167
Anyone who takes risks in order to create a colorful life knows that it is worth it. You may end up free, a failure, or fallen but no matter the outcome at least an effort was made. You can tell yourself that what you did was for a reason, and make your life matter. Unlike Prufrock, Winston will die a man who had a purpose. Prufrock died miserable and unfulfilled because he played it safe. One chance, one change, one moment can create a new and beautiful world to live in. Which would you choose: the leap towards something great, or a seat in the solitary life of unknown pleasure?
I like how you describe Winston's situation; it made me think of this question to summarize what you wrote: what risk is there to take when the only risk there is to take is your life, and when you have been risking your life every second in every day? I like your blog so much that I can not agree with you more, that Winston should have a lively life with excitement, that should live a life different of Prufrock's, who does nothing that would change his grayish life but to worry about that color. It's great when your life buzzes with many different activities, whatever it might be.
You had a very motivating and optimistic post which has inspired me today.
Hey Dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
And do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?
But it hurts when you disapprove all along
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't pretend that I'm alright
And you can't change me
'Cause we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and we can't go back
I'm sorry I can't be perfect
Simple Plan, Perfect
Sticks and stones may break my bones but harsh words don’t mean anything. What a convenient lie. To think for a minute that thousands upon thousands of people all saying “you’re doing it wrong” or “this is how you should do it” has no meaning and does not hurt is wrong. In fact it is often the scars that cannot be seen that hurt the most. People will compromise out of fear of this pain and bind themselves to the unrealistic ideals of others. Those with the most potential do so because they feel that it is “right” and “rational” to give up their own freedom to make some lasting impression on the world. This self-sacrifice is supposed to be “rational” but the truth is that people are most irrational when they try to be rational. “Hey do you think I’m weird?” is a question I will often ask out of the blue and have found that everyone says the same thing. “We are all different and no one is the same so being weird is alright.” It really is funny that people can say in perfect unison that they are completely different from everyone else. Trusting in this irrational society will never result in the rational outcome that is so desired by the people that pursue it.
People like Rolle are better left to find their own way and do what they want. “You have so much potential, you can do anything you want,” my parents would say one minute and then the next they say, “you need to prepare yourself for a useful future in engineering not something useless like art or music.” Society has a way of demanding everything without ever knowing what it wanted in the first place. By finding your own happiness and ignoring the demands of an irrational society a more desirable end can be achived. Plus Rolle is clearly on a higher level than most and yet all these people below him feel the need to use his freedom for their own selfish wants and ideals. These people cannot relate to him and yet they are the ones that will demand the most and never accept his failure. It’s like having a child with a nice family telling an orphan to just get over it. This method of bossing Rolle around will never work and will only cause Rolle harm in the end if he lets them. Rolle really is someone special so why can he not be allowed to find his own way and make decisions for himself? He clearly has the capacity to stand up for himself and yet he might follow these people off a cliff because he chose to do so.
Rolle has something that no one around him ever knew they wanted before he came along and that is potential. These people feel the need to use this potential for their own desires and they enslave him to their ideals, their perfect image of what he should be. Rolle will never achieve every perfect image from every person and he already knows that it is impossible. Yet he will try all the same without ever realizing just how wrong he is until it is already too late. He will never have an easy life not because he has potential but because he enslaves his potential to the unrealistic ideas of the society around him. Those that need to understand will never understand that he needs to be on his own to succeed and that is the saddest part. The parasites dressed as people holding Rolle back will never recognize themselves as the problem and will only blame Rolle’s inevitable failure on Rolle. These people will drag Rolle down without suffering any of his pain and then they will pour salt into the wounds by telling him how he should have gone about his own life.
I tried to be perfect,
it just wasn't worth it.
Nothing could ever be so wrong.
It's hard to believe me.
It never gets easy.
I guess I knew that all along.
If you'd believe it's in my soul,
I'd say all the words that I know
just to see if it would show.
Now I'm trying to let you know
that I'm better off on my own.
Sum 41, Pieces
They watch your every move; they listen to every word you say. They wait for the dissenters, the ones whose loyalties have slipped or have been removed.
You are walled in, trapped, by fear, the possibility you will be caught, trapped like a lion in a cage.
It is impossible to escape.
Nevertheless, the lion does not relent; it rebels in its own silent way. It attacks if the keeper lets its guard down, and it will run when given the chance to.
Winston is like the lion, writing away his true thoughts in a notebook where the Thought Police cannot see and have no access. He finds the loophole and seizes it for his use.
When you’re trapped against your will, is it not natural to struggle, to try and escape?
You know freedom is right there beyond your boundaries, so resist. When what you want, what could be yours, lays just some further, take the risks to get it. Winston faces life or death in his situation, but when you are barely living, what is there to lose?
Let us look at Rolle though, a man with dreams in both hands. Having multiple dreams would normally not be that strange except that he aspires to be both a professional football player and a neurosurgeon.
I feel that aspiring for something is always good. Being able to work for something you want is one of the greatest parts of life. In Rolle’s case however, I feel he actually may be reaching for too much, grabbing for things that are too far away. Working for one of his dreams, he could probably make it, but working for both of them, he is asking to fail.
Both are very time consuming, football in practice and games and neurosurgery in study and actual surgery, and require huge amounts of commitment. For a person handling just one of those jobs, the stress and work are already at high levels. Rolle, wanting to take on both, would be crushed with it all. Even if he were to somehow achieve both, eventually, it would all be too much.
Dreams are beautiful things. They are the hopes you have for the future, the goals you want to achieve. The name “dream” tells of its often unheard implications though: it may not be possible to get. Winston finds the leeway to a small amount of freedom, but Rolle wants things that are much larger and much harder to attain, especially together. Dreams allow you to wish for an infinite amount of things, as large and wondrous as you desire, but for any of them to come true, you must look at reality as well.
The lion in the cage rebels only when it knows of a better alternative. We must keep in mind Winston's position's influence in his ability to compare his present circumstances to a perceived better one. As a man who rewrites history, and as a man who knew of a time before Oceania existence, no matter how bleak the memory was, he is uniquely suitable to rebel against the system.
On the subject of dreams, I believe that some dreams are meant to reach for, but not to attain. Though Rolle most likely won't meet his ambitious goals, there are still things to be learned from failure, things that might bring him further than what was possible without his dreams.
Success comes from hard work and patience. If you always work hard and try to follow your dreams, your goals should always be met no matter how big or small they are, but if it doesn’t turn out the way you planned, you still accomplish something you didn’t plan on. Nonetheless, it still is a great accomplishment. I think you should be proud of your accomplishment and still be able to hold your head up high. In the mist of it though, I know the person will not feel the same. It’s kind of like this. You go on a game show and enter to win a million dollars but at the very end you walk away with only ten grand. That is still something a person should feel good about because you didn’t walk away empty handed. You didn’t s accomplish the goal you set out for and that could still leave you with a little feeling of anger.
Goals are very important and mean so much to people because they hold them really close to their hearts. Goals should never be tossed away on a whim because you just don’t care anymore. It should already be understood that you need to work very hard towards reaching your goal, and that it will not just come to you with no effort put in. When you succeed at accomplishing your goal, there really is no other feeling like it because you accomplished it all on your own. It gives you an incredible feeling knowing that hard work can pay off, and that you can achieve what you set your mind to.
Maybe putting out too many goals for a person to accomplish can be a bad thing. I always thought always making one goal at a time is a great way to get it accomplished. This way you will not become overwhelmed with too many things to do in a brief period of a time. This is exactly the feeling I have that happened to Rolle.
Rolle stated that “there is no enough.” Rolle had too many priorities to do and never any time to rest and take a second to breath. I feel that Rolle being always challenged is a curse because everything in life can’t be a struggle. What I mean is, many people would hate life because nothing would come easy to them and everything they did would be a frustration and never enjoyable.
Life is a gift. God put us on this earth for a relatively very short period of time. What we choose to do with that time is really up to us. I think we should enjoy this time when we have the chance to because we will never get back time that has gone no matter how hard we try.
Rolle had a bright future ahead of him, and it all came crashing down. If I were him, I would probably want to see my future because in his mind he still thinks he could still be able to play in the NFL and became a football star even when everyone in the world was doubting him at the moment.
Rolle got too ahead of himself thinking that he was like the second coming.
In my opinion Myron Rolle got what was coming to him. In the passage that I read he seemed to be very cocky and arrogant . He could have been the next best thing, but he let it slip away because he wasn’t as determined as he should have been. Myron probably thought he was different than the rest and could accomplish a lot more than other people could. Unfortunately, he let his imagination run away with him thus leading to his downfall.
I believe that everyone is created equal. God may have blessed some people with more gifts then others, and life may be better for some than others. This, however does not it mean that you should take life for granted. Myron Rolle looked like an outstanding athlete who had a bright future, but that changed in a blink of an eye. As fast as a gift could be given, it could be taken away. He should have been more conscientious and smarter.
In conclusion this story taught me a very good lesson.
Rolle may never yet again play in the NFL because of what happened. Myron Rolle could have been a little kid’s hero but now he is just a nobody and just a “has been.”
Just imagine if life was just the opposite for this man. Do you think he would still be the type of man he is today if he was a famous football star or do you think the fame would change him? To be honest I think fame can do bad things to people if they can’t handle the pressure and the attention. I think Rolle should be pleased with his life right now and set another goal for his life instead of playing football and work towards that.
I agree with you that "Life is a gift. God put us on this earth for a relatively very short period of time." Wherever you are today, God placed you there.
Very insightful. Some may have felt bad for Rolle, but maybe if he really got famous, he may end up being even more unhappy.
Your first paragraph reminds me of what my parents always say, but it's just a bit disappointing if "it doesn't turn out the way you planned." But I agree it's, nonetheless a "great accomplishment."
I agree with you on the fact that you can't take your talents for granted. You have to be smart about your talents and do what you can to use them wisely.
I wake up early in the morning, when sun has just raises his body out of the horizon; somehow, I did not feel sleepy, which is unusual in my every days of life. I started to think about the questions given by Feraco. It is questions with no solution followed. I remembered that I spend a whole night asking my friends about those questions, I was not surprised at their answer at all, not surprised at all……
There is always a little balance inside of my mind. It measures the weight of the consequences so that I can make the answer I satisfy. My logical mind tells me to compromise my fate, to accept the current succeed, and to see the future then decide where I should go. The answer I figured out is exactly the same as what my friends gave me. One of my Chinese friends told me, that we should practical: the dream we have right now is only hopeless brilliant sun light, it seems so bright and cheerful, but you can never reach it. That heat will kill you obviously. But even though my heart cannot give up that little tiny possibility. I cannot choose the practical answer just like I cannot betray my soul. Because I think that dream always stay somewhere in your mind, and you will always compare it with your reality subconsciously.
That sense of struggle never disappears; it even goes in my dream, making my wonderful sleep a nightmare. The reason behind it is around a central question, “If I were Myron Rolle, would I be happy if I give up any of the career he has?” If we assume he gave up his NFL career, can he still think his life is full of happiness? My friends argue about this, because they thought they would never need to compare about their current life and their dream because it is meaningless. But I cannot fully agree. If you have the spirit of adventure, like Huck Fan, would he just accept the current situation and give up Jim and save his life? If you were Gatsby, would you just give up Daisy and start a new life? No, they never did that, and I would do the same, even there is only American Dream that lies in front of me.
I suddenly notice that kind of question allow me merely to choose two worse results. The only different is which one is worse for you to choose. As Nelson (first post) mentioned before, this is the questions that have no answer for it, I agree with it; however, I would also argue about it because we can always get the solution, it is only a matter of compromise in your mind. My mind split into two and each brunch is arguing about their issue, just like House and Senate arguing about whether they should pass some certain bill.
Here I suddenly remember the Coin- Flipping Game Feraco shows us during the first semester. I raise my hand in every single flip, I do not really think about it at that time, but my heart tells me somehow that ordinary life can never made me satisfy. If I get older, what should I say when my grandson ask me to tell some real story? I will be shame for my life if I got nothing to tell. Because I think if I have nothing to tell about my life, I must waste all of my life.
Well I am always weird in making such strange decision. I somehow predict that no one is going to nominate me, but I would keep my speaking real from my true heart because I do not want to lie about myself.
I would never like to see the future before I decide the way of living. Did any of you ever cheat in playing the single-player game? I did; I got my level and skill points up in order to grant a higher ability in the game. Did you ever feel any sense of achievement? At least I did not. Instead, I feel that cheating the same is a kind of blasphemy. I destroyed my happiness by cheating the game, and I thought, seeing the future is also a cheating in your life. YOU WILL DESTROY YOUR LIFE BY YOUR OWN CHOICE OF SEEING THE FUTURE. After all, life is for me to enjoy, to feel, and to praise. Did you ever feel that kind of unknown factor always make you exciting?
It is more likely:
“Come on Fate, you can never drive me down ahh?”
“Show me something new, and let me enjoy more.”
“I am waiting to see how many accidents you would give me.”
“Just it? You made me disappointed.”
“A wonderful downfall, well? I like it, I will be back.”
“Hahaha, I am back, now what do you have?”
“It is a nice game to play with you.”
“Wow, you being me so much!”
“Farewell my friends, you have always been my good friend.”
I like those unknown factor, even though I might not know what lies in front of me. What I expected is not the piece of brightness, but that undiscovered darkness that left for me to explore. Would you feel the same as I am? I am not Wiston, So my answer is not always the same as his; however I believe, the resolution made by myself is the story told by my own. At least, I would never regret about what I have done.
There is one thing I forget to add
if our succeed can bring a public good for everyone,
then the question would be turned into a statement:"Would you prefer something good for everyone else or something good for merely yourself?"
I think Feraco would understand me
because if he would rather make his life easier, why bother him spend so much time reading our post? Why bother him teach such a unusual lesson for us? Why bother him kill so many personal time doing something for us?
This would be an interesting question for us to think
You should be proud of yourself for being in the right mindset to post despite your having a fever!
It's good to know that your "heart cannot give up that little tiny possibility" even after hearing your friends' somewhat discouraging comments on not reaching dreams.
It's absolutely possible to reach your dream. Yes, you'll have to stay "practical", but be practical in a way that will allow you to fulfill your dream. Work hard, pray to God, and you will succeed.
Cool simile about the "bill". I think what keeps us from succeeding is self-doubt.
Funny dialogue with Fate at the end.
Go for the extra "ordinary" life (do as your heart pleases)!
Keep up the good work. Don't underestimate yourself.
What can a simple human being do against the indestructible walls of society?
A weak, pathetic, mortal, incapable human being,
- One who can only dream of change -
- One who can only hope of reform -
- One who can only watch from the telescreen -
That is me.
When I glance at the mirror, I only see Winston. Like how Winston is unable to do anything about Oceania's oppressing government, I have no influence or power.
I am merely a slave to the regime.
I am merely a test subject.
I am merely a forgotten one.
When my body ceases to function, no one will care about me.
I will be erased from history, vaporized into nothingness.
That is me - a tool, used by the world until it rusts and finally breaks. If I have no control over anything, what's the point of trying to change? I am just wasting my energy thinking about reform. If it will never happen, then why do I still do it?
That is me.
Someone who will never get their dreams to come true, is me.
Compared to Rolle, I am the polar opposite.
Rolle has a bright future ahead of him. My future is bleak.
Rolle is diligent. I am lazy.
Rolle is intelligent. I am dumb.
Rolle is ambitious. I am envious.
Rolle is perfect. I am nothing.
If I was Rolle, I have total control over my life.
If I want to join the NFL, I will do it.
Rolle has never been struck with failure in his life.
Even so, with his perfect qualities, what are the chances of flopping?
If Rolle fails, he resolves to work harder. He has that initiative.
If I fail, then I can't do anything about it. I just try to shrug off the pain and move on with life. When someone like me has no chance or potential, I can't do anything anyway.
No one needs me. The universe doesn't want me. I am left alone to walk the earth, like a brainless soul, with my life force slowly being drained by the demands of life itself.
The hourglass is ticking. I'm just waiting for the sands to all slip through.
That is me.
If I can't be like Rolle, who actually has opportunity, then I might as well slip off the face of the earth.
If my intentions cannot pull through, then what is left of me? A cursed man with no ambition, no soul, and no chance to prosper:
That is me.
Wow. That was a huge change in perspective for me. And I think you're being a little(lot) modest. Still, it was a great post. Good job.
Oh my, Warren,
What a dark piece you've got here. Don't be so pessimistic. Look more on the bright side. If you were "lazy", you won't even be doing this blog.
Take it easy. Even when one door is closed, there will still be other doors open.
"Rolle is intelligent. I am dumb". Says the guy who wrote 500 pages for his artium magister. Don't get too down on yourself, man. You're a pretty smart guy.
I liked your post Warren, the repetition was a nice touch. Your really to hard on yourself. You are not nothing, no one is nothing. You have not have the talents like Myron Rolle, but you are no less of a person than him. Your post proves that you are ingenious.
Warren, I think you don't think of yourself the way you should. I sit right next to you in Feraco's class and I don't see you as the person you're describing. I like your writing and how you contrast yourself on Rolle, but I think you're closer to being paralleled to him than being the opposite of him!
Hey Warren. I see that your pessimism and self-deprecation is beginning to rival mine...although I will admit the post was a little depressing even by my standards...I also liked the repetition to get what you are trying to say through.
Hey Warren, I liked the way you made the layout - the repetition - it looked good on paper.
The writing however, was really dark and self-loathing.
You should lighten up.
I agree with everyone above. I've known you for a long time. You are a smart person, and you are not what your descriptions described. It's a pleasure to read your post although it's too pessimistic.
your post is creative with lot of beautiful words
it is simple but perfectly express your mind,
you wrote a lot of "That is me"
which is kind of funny things,
but i like it,
There are many litted paths in life, whether they take you to the right place or a different change to life or whether they take you to something you are good in or something you are interested in. Those paths, however let people into many different directions and also may stump and contradict the people walking on it. Paths are not easy to walk, they require so much thinking.
Arcadia high school is full of choices, many of which require so much sacrifice.
Looking on the choices, I found an interest, it is colorguard.
Colorguard had many interesting things like performing a world class show, using rifles and sabers and flags, and most of all traveling.
What stumped me was choosing whether I wanted to stay in karate, something I’m good at or go to colorguard, something I’m interested in.
This was such a big fork in the road for me whether i wanted to throw away self defense and getting a black belt or invest more time in performing and traveling.
The Questions pour in
I always asked myself these questions.
Is it worth it switching from something so fierce to something more elegant?
Is it good to perform in front of thousands of people in Ohio?
Is it worth it to deal with the bruises or the cuts coming from colorguard?
What is my choice?
What added on to staying in karate was that I was so close to getting a black belt, that I had a lot of friends who didn’t go to my school and also I was one of the good fighters. What kept me wanting to be in guard was that I would be able to go to Ohio, experience something I would never be able to do after high school, and spin special equipment.
The big decision comes
In the end, however, I joined colorguard. I didn’t regret joining it, I actually became proud,and I am one of the best spinners for rifle,and had the honor to perform in front of an audience in Ohio. I never come to think a decision that took so long to make was actually something that benefitted me. The others things I experienced was leadership, tenacity from bruises, cuts and burns and also things like hyperflexibility.
Putting the pieces together for Rolle
Rolle had such a tough time thinking whether he wanted to be a neurosurgeon or be part of the NFL draft. I could feel that they were something he wanted to be in at the same time. Picking between those two, Rolle made a big decision. That decision was to be apart in the NFL draft. Putting aside being a neurosurgeon, the sky opened for him.
Being in two things at once is hard. Rolle must’ve gone through so much thinking like I have. Choosing something that could benefit us in the long run. The path chosen was a bright litted path
if you choose your way of life, then go for it, never give up, and never back down
There has only been three NFL players to have ever been Rhodes Scholars. Myron Rolle was the first since 1978.
None of these Rhodes Scholars have found much success in the NFL. Why?
It is apparent that both Myron Rolle, and Pat Haden (the last NFL player to receive the Rhodes Scholar) are both very, very talented. They both have immaculate work ethnics, and both can play football. So what's the missing link between Myron Rolle and Troy Polamalu?
My theory? Luck.
If we compare Myron Rolle to another late 6th round draft pick, Tom Brady, we would see that the similarities between these two ends at which round they were drafted. Tom Brady is not a Rhodes Scholar, but he is a multiple time Super Bowl winning quarterback, and MVP of the league. Why was Tom Brady able become so successful, when someone like Myron Rolle wasn't. Tom Brady got lucky. The starting quarterback for New England, Drew Bledsoe, got injured. Tom Brady got a chance to play, and he impressed.
Myron Rolle never got a chance to play, he never got a minute of playing time. How could he ever succeed if he wasn't given a chance to?
But was it worth all the effort?
Was it worth spending so much sweat to become a 6th round draft pick?
Was it worth almost “wasting” two years, where as he could have put that time in something else?
“Why not go out on a limb? That's where the fruit is” - Will Rogers
Was it a waste? In my opinion no. He had a dream, and he had a shot to make a come true, so he took it. I don't see that as a waste, and Myron Rolle probably doesn't see it as a waste. Like the blog says, Myron Rolle is not accustomed to failure. However humans are not accustomed to success. Myron Rolle may have failed at becoming a NFL star (well failed at the moment), but failure is a great learning tool.
But what if Myron Rolle had succeed in becoming a NFL star. What if he made the Super Bowl winning pick 6, what if he had made multiple Pro-Bowls. Would it have been worth it more than what actually happened to him?
Most likely Myron Rolle knew that he wasn't going to be a first rounder, it probably had crossed his mind that he might have no been drafted at all.
Most likely Myron Rolle knew that 6th round picks don't usually make it, it probably had crossed his mind that he
might not even be able to play one game in the NFL.
It didn't matter to him. He probably did know all of those things, but he probably didn't care. Only a certain amount of people get to play in the NFL, even less become superstars. But even as a 6th round pick he had an opportunity to be a superstar, even if it was under a hundredth of a chance, that's still better than zero. Just imagine if he actually made it, imagine if he was the next Tom Brady. If he did, maybe we would be coming up with circumstances that he decided to not have joined to NFL,
and what he would have missed.
“It is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all” -Alfred Lord Tennyson
So this April 25, we will see another group of young athletes try their hands at the NFL, and the majority will fail. But someone may become the next Tom Brady, or Troy Polamalu. The majority will see their dreams be crushed. But for some, their dreams may come to fruition. But at the end of the day, players will be assigned to their new teams, some will be stars, and others will burn. And when one burns, another gets to shine.
But all will have taken the risk, and the courage to chase their dream, because, in the end, it was worth it.
If Myron felt that the NFL was the right thing for him, then it was. There is no point in stifling someone's potential because you believe they won't make it, you let them make the choice. If they believe they won't make it, they probably won't make it. You can only force someone to be something else for so long. Sooner or later, they will do anything to be themselves.
I agree with a lot of what you said. I think your use of parallelism worked well to emphasize your message.
Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
These are three fundamental rights Thomas Jefferson deemed unalienable in his time. Of these, we can ascertain that Myron Rolle possesses life and liberty. He is, after all, living and breathing, and he lives in a society that allows him general freedoms.
Myron Rolle, however, lacks the last right in his present state. When he makes choices to meet other’s expectations, he is not trying to attain his own happiness, but the happiness of those around him. This country has accepted that the extent of one’s unalienable rights do not cross the boundary of inhibiting another from possessing those same rights. For example, killing your annoying neighbor for some peace and quiet is not socially or lawfully acceptable. This is exactly what Rolle goes through with outside influences nudging him towards their own ambitions.
To raise a child molding him for him eliminates his possibility for failure. Without the risk of failure, meeting expectations and achieving goals has less meaning. No one applauds the man for making his mark when they already expect him to make it. To lose the right to fail, to lose the right to take a chance, is to lose a facet of living as we do. The alternative, allowing the child to make their own mistakes and explore the world as they see fit, opens the risk for outright failure, but it also opens the possibility of success on the child’s own accord. A parent’s role in raising a child is not to choose the child’s path for them, but teach the child how to traverse the paths on their own. They are there to ensure their children can be satisfied with the right regrets. There may be no enough for other’s expectations, but there is a potential for enough from within.
When hikers trek mountains, they seek a goal, the peak of the mountain. If they were looking for an endless journey, they would turn the incline up a treadmill and start walking. The mountain provides a peak to rest at and see the pathway taken to get to the top.
In this sense, Rolle is in an unfortunate circumstance, never seeing an end to the mountain that is the expectations of those around him. As soon as he nears the peak, the mountain magically extends itself, and Rolle has no choice but to continue on, just a little further. I believe a path like that will mirror that of Michael Jordan’s, who in his profile by Wright Thompson acknowledged that he drove himself to the point that he is “still living with some of those drives.” Rolle faces the fate of climbing until he collapses, as Jordan did coming out of retirement for a third time.
Jordan had Scotty Pippen and Phil Jackson in his time. Rolle can only hope to be given his in a sport even more team oriented than Jordan’s.
I don’t believe he will.
I like the way you incorporated all these examples to prove your point, such as the hiking example, and all the different athletes and sport coaches. By using those examples it made it so much easier to understand your point! Good article too! enjoyed reading it!
Being a member of Gov. Team, I loved how you brought up the ideals founded in the Declaration of Independence. However, those 3 rights originated in the mind of philosopher John Locke and instead of the pursuit of happiness, he included the right to property (physical and mental property). If you look at it from this perspective, Myron does possess all 3 of these inalienable rights. Also, in my opinion, Myron does have the right to pursue happiness shown through becoming a Rhodes Scholar (pursuance of happiness through science) and through making the NFL (pursuance of happiness through his physical feats). Those are my opinions, just food for thought.
You had very interesting points and a metaphor that resounded well.
I've always believed that you should work toward your dreams.
Work at what your good at.
Work for what you.
Nobody should have a say in your dreams.
Myron Rolle: A man who has done nothing but worked toward his dreams and beliefs. He has listened to millions of voices telling him what he should work for. They've told him what they want him to do for their own happiness.
How is that any different than saying its selfish for him to do what he wants with his girts and talents? Why should he bend to the whim of the thousands of voices? Why should he be denied happiness for what he has strived to achieve? He was the one that worked hard for those gifts, not them.
Let the man have his voice. It’s the hardest thing in the world to never have your voice heard. Mayron’s voice might never be heard, because people always talk over him. Without a voice, you don’t feel in control of anything.
It’s inhuman to use a man’s talents for your own needs and wants.
If he is truly meant to be something great to benefit the world, then he will. I have faith that if Mayron is meant to be the president of the Bahamas, or even, president of the United States, then he will. But he alone must contain the will to be that person. If others pressure him into doing it, then he probably won’t be fitted as the perfect president. Since when do you feel like giving something 110% of your effort, when you’re forced into something?
If he does loose himself, then it was never meant to be.
If he does fail, then he will just be another man following his dreams.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Hey nick I totally agree with you I think it's unfair that these people ask so much of him and he gets no chance at all to speak for him self. But don't you think it's partly his own fault too? He might not be given the chance to speak but don't you think it's his responsibility to shout louder than everyone else? Make his voice be heard? Instead of rolling over and accepting it.
This post was surprising, because sometimes I feel I'm in that similar situation. It's hard to be heard when others want something else out of you. I get it. It is selfish, and at most times, I'm pushed to do it.
Overall, this post was great, and I can completely relate. If only people could listen more than they can speak.
I am not good enough…
But this is what you’ve been working towards.
All the sweat and the pain.
The moment has come for me to decide.
Just do it, who knows, you just might get it.
Besides, if you try out and don’t make it, then you know that you at least tried and gave it your all.
Live life with no regrets and just try!
I always admired the Orchesis dancers as they floated across the wide stage with their flouncy dresses. They looked beautiful and I have always wanted to be a part of it. When I first saw them in the assembly of my freshman year, they captivated me and ever since then, I set a goal to myself that I would be a part of Orchesis, I had to be a part of the team. So, I worked hard and gave all of my energy in my dance classes. However, when tryouts came, I felt that I wasn’t ready and I didn’t improve much from the year before. I doubted that I would get in when they taught us the tryout routine because I had a hard time keeping up with the moves. But, my parents supported me and encouraged me to try out anyway when I felt discouraged and dispirited. I am so glad that I tried out because I am in Orchesis now and it feels so rewarding and so satisfying to have one of your dreams to be fulfilled. If my parents and my friends hadn’t encouraged me to try out, I probably would be sulking and regretting not trying out for Orchesis. I want to live my life without regrets and even if I don’t succeed at something the first time, at least I know that I have tried and gave it my all. But, the sweetest thing is going for your passion and what you love and succeed at it. One has to take chances and risks to succeed in life.
Myron Rolle’s success has come from hard work and determination. His dedication made him who he is today. Even if he has to choose between being a neurosurgeon or being a football player, they both are possible career choices because of all the hard work he has done. “You don’t get what you wish for, you get what you work for.” He can’t afford to do both but I am sure that both will be hard and rewarding in different ways. He has to take chances and go for it.
If he chooses to become a neurosurgeon, he better work so hard in his field so that he has no regrets and he won’t say, “Wow, I wish I would've picked football instead.” The same works if he chooses to be in NFL too. If he decides to become a football player, I want him to be so satisfied and happy with himself that he chose this path and have no regrets of becoming a football player.
Go for what you love and go for what your heart chooses, I know this may sound so cliché and typical but I think that deep down, whenever someone has to make a life-changing decision, they already know answer and what they will choose in the end but they are scared to say it out loud because of the outcome and possibilities. So, whether Rolle chooses to be a neurosurgeon or if his path lies in the NFL, he has to grind it out and give it his time and his all to make sure that he has no regrets or to question his choice in the end.
He should look back at his life when he is of old age and happily say, “I am glad that I made that choice.”
Nice post, I like how you related the situation to yourself while answering the prompt.
Life is short, much to do without much time.
The beauty of living in “the land of opportunity,” is that we are free to make our own choices and succeed by our own merit. But truth the problem with success is that you become an example. As an example, you become exposed to expectations and pressure.
Rolle, a man who excels in everything, is chained by these expectations and pressures. Like Napoleon Bonaparte, Rolle has pursued and he has conquered but he has reached a crossroad, to pursue two careers or to focus on one. Sure it’s a free country, and Rolle is free to do as he wishes.
But just because he can do what he wants, doesn’t mean he will do what is best.
It’s a crying shame to see someone with so much promise and capability to have it all squandered because he is unable to make a focus one career.
Success is not achieved by the half-hearted. Undivided dedication and opportunity leads to one’s success, as observed by Malcolm Gladwell in Outliers. Rolle has had no lack of opportunities. However he is unable to devote himself to only one path. As he struggles to maintain balance between his aim for MVP and PhD, he is burdened by the expectations of his peers. There is no end to his greatness because he can never stop. There is no time for him to be happy or to be satisfied. Only to be successful.
He got the worst curse possible: he was blessed.
What you wrote was very well written. I agree with you that life is short and we have to make the most of our time here. I do not agree that it is a bad thing that Rolle is focusing on two different careers. It is important to focus on what he wants to do. It is difficult focusing on more than one career. Rolle has done it so far. By counting him out, we are making him an Airlift to the Assult he is. Pro sports is world of its own and stranger things have happened. If Rolle keeps searching in both careers, eventually he will find the happiness he is searching for
I definitely agree with you that Rolle's talent brought his curse. I liked the point you made about how he becomes an example and is expected to achieve what others want.
Seeing everyone and how long their post is, I come across yours that seems substantially shorter than most people (no offense intended). However, with such little words, you bring up a good point that comes through to me. I see how Rolle is great and successful, but it does feel like he isn't doing it for himself. Rather, he a vessel for others to take on him.
Despite success, a person wastes his talents when he cannot choose what HE wants, rather than what OTHERS want. I still have yet to learn, as well. Can relate.
short and sweet! I think you did a good job this week Ryan!
I really enjoyed your writing, but wish you would elaborate on some of the things that you said.
Any superhero that you want it to be. They do something good they save everyone from the bad guy or just save the world and still that isn’t enough, no wonder the movies just keep coming and coming.
There is no enough
It can be from the #1 career all the way down to the lowest simplest one. A doctor, no matter if he is one of the best doctors he will sometime have to go back and catch up with new improvements in medicine, equipment, treatments. Or it can even be a stylist, having to go back and catch up with new hairstyles, make-up, or products. It’s a never ending cycle. You never learn enough, you never do enough, you never give enough, but most of all it seems to always come back to there not being enough time.
There is no enough
Parents, they can bug sometimes they can make you angry but they are the ones always by your side. If there is more than one child in the family the parents have find a way to split up and have time with everyone in the family. In my case there are 4 of us sisters all different ages and all going through a very different part of our lives. Four of us but only ONE mom. It all comes down to my mom only because it happens that we are all girls and we just tend to be more open with her. So how does she do it? How does she listen to every single one of us every single one of our stories every single day? How does she stay neutral with everyone? How does she manage to not judge one based on the personality, past, present, or future of the other? She says it almost every day to me, she has to split herself in fours to give just enough to everyone. But in reality she knows that
There is no enough
So now Myron Rolle, wanting one thing or maybe really wanting the other, wanting to fulfill his dream or maybe just what he thinks is his dream, and possibly thinking that he knows what he wants but the outcome might not be what he expects. If he makes it into the NFL and has great success it won’t be enough. With his fame will come demand and they will never have enough, Myron Rolle will never be able to give enough. Still if he does what everyone wants him or expects him to do they will want more and more and there it is the never ending cycle comes back. Even if he makes the impossible possible it will never be enough. His success is something that will get in the habit of being expected and when given the demand will only rise but Rolle will find out sooner or later that being the pride and shining star of everyone is not the most important thing in the world if he himself doesn’t feel that his goals have been accomplished, even if he fails to meet them. Whichever path he chooses he needs to be prepared for failure because success is not something that can just be expected.
When it’s not people themselves they expect success only because they don’t know what has to be done to achieve it, because it’s not them trying to reach success. On the other hand if it were them trying to be the pride and shining star things would seem very different to them, they would see the reality of what can really be achieved. They would understand the sacrifice that needs to be made at times. But most importantly they would understand that success means nothing and is nothing if it is achieved for something that you did to please others. They would understand Rolle and know that whatever it is he does will not matter to him if it is not what he truly wants.
Doing one thing that you do not like but achieving success in that one thing =*nothing*, achieving success in something that you have been wanting throughout your life = everything
Myron Rolle is no superhero therefore so much shouldn’t be expected from him. This is one human trying to make it through life he has to experiment and explore to find out what it is he wants. Others shouldn’t put goals for him to meet before he even figures out what it is he wants to achieve. He will fail but that will be his most precious success.
I had a feeling he would fail. He should have been ready for disappointment because dedication is what he really needed but with so much pressure coming to him from every direction he needed to stop and fail to figure out himself. I’m glad that he did fail because otherwise he wouldn’t have opened up his eyes and seen reality. Failure is just needed sometimes.
I really liked what you had to say. As humans, we are never content with enough. People are always seeking more money, a better car, and a bigger house. Dante was not content with seeing the first three circles in hell. He wanted to see them all and the rest of the after life. Gilgamesh was not content with just killing Humbaba. He had to kill the bull of heaven too and go on a quest to defeat death. Jake was not content with writing two books. He had to go back to school, make new discoveries, to save his father.
In a way that is what leads to progress. If we had been content with the Articles of Confederation, the United States would be very different. If we were content with the airplane by the Wright Brothers, air travel would only cover short distances. It is by not being content that we continue to grow. This way we do not become the society that Arthur C Clark thought of in Childhood's End.
I agree that Myron Rolle has to be the one to live his own life. He has to be allowed to make mistakes. Our mistakes are what keep us human
Well first of all thanks for taking time and reading my post because to tell you the truth I wasn't sure if it would make so much sense. So now you've made me happy to know that it does. I'm glad you liked it and I also agree with you.
“Uhm when I uh grow up, I want to be uhh a firefighter!” He told me as he confidently nodded away.
I chuckled, “Why do you want to be a firefighter?”
“uhhh because-because-because I got burn on my hand by my birfday candle.”
“oh really?” I interrupted.
“yaa. It hurt and uh I didn’t like it.”
“But you’ll be around a lot of fire.”
“But uh but I will be killing the fire.
“OH! I also uh want to be uh a race car driver.”
“You like cars?”
He stared at me with his eyes wide open, “Wait here, don’t move okay. I uh go get my cars to uh show you,” then ran off to his room.
As I watched him look through his crate of toys, I couldn’t help but smile. I envied his confidence. I envied the ease he had in decision making. I envied his naiveté, his innocence. Why can’t I make a choice without having to hesitate? Why is it so hard for me to see my future? Was I like this when I was young? Why didn’t these traits carry over?
“Okay. Look. This one my favorite.” He handed me his yellow hot wheel toy as he dug through his little box of cars, “this one too.”
“What if you don’t become a firefighter or race car driver?”
“Wha? why not?”
“Well what if you’re a teacher instead?”
“Never!” he shouted with his arms crossed, eyes shut tight shaking his head as hard as he could.
Of course, I laughed, “what’s bad about being a teacher?”
“Uhm I don’t like teachers. Uh my teacher, my teacher is mean.”
“Not all teachers are mean. Some teachers are really nice!”
“Oh. But- but I still don’t want to be a teacher.”
“What if you were the Best Teacher in the whole wide world?”
“But I don’t wannnt to be a teacher.” He whined while vibrating his entire body up and down.
“Okay, okay,” I laughed, “you won’t be a teacher.”
“Hey! Uhm maybe I can be a teacher about race cars or uh fire fighters!”
"You think you can teach about race cars and fire fighters?”
“uh huh. I can teach it good too!”
I handed him his toy car back, rubbed his head, messing up his hair, and walked away, “I have to go now, maybe you could teach me sometime.”
“Okay! Where are you going?”
“I’m going out for a while. I’ll be back later. Bye”
I walked out, closing the door behind me. I was still thinking about how confident he was with his future. Even through all the stuttering, the “uhs and uhms,” I could see his confidence. I could see it in the big nods he gave me, like a cat constantly looking for a laser pointer I was waving up and down. He was only nine years old. I was nine years old once. Did I know what I wanted to be when I grew up? If I did, well I no longer do. People change, I’ve changed, and he’ll probably change too. But what changed me? Peer pressure; reputation; society; expectations. That bubble of innocence can only hold me for so long; the older and bigger I got, the more I wanted out of that bubble and the harder it was to keep me in that bubble. I was curious. I wanted to explore. I wanted to be free. I wanted to learn. I did all that. I saw the corruption – the corruption that was sealed off and away from my childhood; the corruption that forces me to think twice about anything I do, the negative to every positive.
He probably won’t end up as a firefighter or a professional racer. The moment he sees a firefighter die in a burning building, a car accident. The moment his “friends” laugh at his dreams. The moment his parents insist he should try something else, something more realistic. The moment the odds stacked high against him completely eclipses his path. The moment it becomes him versus the world in his eyes. That’s when he settles. Would I let him stop there? No. Never would I let him give up on what he loves. Not making it as a professional doesn’t change his hobby. I'd tell him, "Don’t eliminate your passion. Don’t throw away what brought you happiness."
Or. He fights through. He continues power pass all the obstacles that have victimized all of us. Whatever his goal is, whether or not it’s still a firefighter or professional racer, I’d do whatever I could do to make sure he got there without becoming a workaholic. No matter how talented he is. He needs to feel accomplished. He needs to feel appreciated. He can’t be blindly chasing one finish line that moves and never stops.
I like the story you told! You captured the voice of a little kid well.
Waiting to panic, vexed and Glorious as Ever
Myron Rolle has been through many obstacles and steep hills on his way towards the show. He puts in about 4 hours of “work” on the field during his high school years and was still a great leader on and off the field. He reflected upon and admired through those who followed him pursue his carrier. Myron was selected as the top player in High School football across the Nation. Out of millions and millions of football athletes that play across the country why was this man so special and talented is the question that I ask myself. This leaves me under the impression that he must be chosen from birth to be one of the gifted men alive. Disregarding all of those hypothetical opinions of “guys just walking up on the line to hit each other.
Rolle’s Skill is backed up by the Franklin D. Watkins Memorial Trophy for being the most prestigious male African American Athlete/Scholar in high school football in America. Not only does he get awarded for being the greatest high school athlete in America he then gets the opportunity play safety for the Florida State Seminoles. While playing football he was able to complete his Pre-Med requirements and earn a bachelors degree in exercise science in less then 2.5 years, while maintaining a 3.75 grade point average. Undoubtedly, Rolle was granted the Rhodes scholar while attending FSU just three hours before his football game against Maryland. He became the fourth Florida state student and second student school athlete to ever receive this award as well as the only football player in FSU history.
If I were in his position I wouldn’t quit football but I wouldn’t put off medical school either.
Like my father said to me once as I was passing by the kitchen with him sitting their at the kitchen table going over his tax returns and bill’s from the apartments that we once had throughout Arizona,
“Son, The way life works is never to someone’s favor at all times, you have seen me go through some tough financial times and were old enough to understand what was going on. I wouldn’t want you to go through the same, so decide and remember life is about weighing out your options.”
So With this in mind being Rolle, “I would weigh out my options and continue playing football as far as I can, then acquire the interest again and become a neurosurgeon.” I was told once that football is a moving target and will be replaced by the records of the next generation (Feraco: 2013). But being Neurosurgeon is different, the human body hasn’t changed and I’m almost certain that it wont for many years to come. Of course, the methods of surgeries will change for the better or worse but so will science, which results in a moving carrier, which is unstable to pursue.
“The Bone structures will not change, endless born with defects”
“But the characteristics and limits of football will”
I find myself in a similar situation struggling to decide on which college to go to for football. I am put under pressure to decide on a division 2 schools that does not contain the field of study that I plan on doing in college. But at the same time I have to decide on going to a division three-football school that contains Pre-Med courses. So in a way I am at a similar situation, which brings my point to a conclusion. If I were Rolle’s point of view “I would not like to know the future because of what the Pro’s and cons it brings.”
“I don’t want to know if I fail at something or the tragic things to come in our future.”
“I don’t want to know if my all my achievement’s will lead to one giant failure.”
We make choices in hope that we are making the right decision. Some of us may take wrong paths and some may take the road to success. How are we to know what we choose to do is right or wrong? How will we know if we are on the road to success? We never know, we can’t see the future, and sometimes we make wrong decisions. Sometimes we need to take a risk to reach success.
Myron Rolle made a decision, and took a risk. His dreams and realities were finally colliding and he was forced to decide whether to just keep his NFL success a dream or turn it into a reality while risking his aspirations to be a neurosurgeon. Will he make the right decision? Is he willing to risk his future as a neurosurgeon for football?
He chose to go for the NFL dream risking his future. He made a choice, a choice that risked it all. We, too, are at the points in our lives where we are making choices and decisions that could drastically change us and make us into the people we will be in the future. Our future is hanging on a balance. Choosing which college to attend is a huge decision and choosing a major is even bigger. It’s a risk we take, some end up loving their choice and being successful while others drop out, or worse end up hating their jobs. Fate is set and there is no way to avoid it. As long as we stay true to ourselves, just as Rolle was to himself, we will be okay.
Myron Rolle took his chance, and was drafted. His dreams were coming true, but at the same time he was risking his dream of becoming a surgeon. He was lucky. From the moment he was born he was lucky. Rolle was born exceptionally talented and was extraordinary. And even ended his football career a lucky man. He was not hurt; he got his NFL experience, and still was able to pursue his dreams in medicine. We can only hope we will be that lucky.
Our stars can change; we change it by what we decide. We are born with stars that are extremely un-proportioned, the points are not the same distance but as we grow, learn, and make decisions our stars change. We change.
So, should we take a risk that could essentially lead us to a life of loss and disappointment?
Yes, without risks we can’t succeed and a life without striving for success isn’t a life worth living.
Your blog was very insightful and some of the things that you wrote about, I didn't think of before. Such as staying true to yourself by picking the choice that you want and how we change as people; we constantly change our ideas, routines, and even careers. I enjoyed reading your blog and good job!
I definitely agree that we need to take risks when living life. It's essential, or we don't know if we can't succeed! Myron went for that risk, as you stated, and, though risky, it was necessary! Because of it he did end up finding out that it wasn't for him, and he wasn't for it. Great points and great post!
Walking down the hallways of school, most people don’t recognize me. I’m just that other Asian student who’s simply going from class to class. Some classmates will simply wave their hands, or mutter “hey” as we pass by each other. My friends each have their unique way of saying hi to me, and it’s quite interesting. But, I like it like that. In fact, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Throughout middle school (somewhat excluding eighth grade) I considered myself a loner. During lunch I used to eat by myself. I would sit on the bus back home myself. Almost everyday it was me, me, and me. Not many people were beside me. But of course my loneliness came to an end. I met this guy (Oh hey there David. Hopefully you’re reading this.) and he helped me out. He enabled me to open to the school and actually meet and talk to people.
One day in seventh grade, this girl was talking to me about her crush. Honestly, I was zoning out, nodding my head every once awhile to fake interest. But a few words slipped into my head and I started playing out a scenario in head: me, the popular guy everyone knows and love.
Hot dang , that sounded nice.
By eighth grade, I knew majority of my fellow classmates. Everywhere I walked, I could start small conversations during passing period. I always had someone to walk with. It was nice. But nothing last forever, and drama pursed.
So no, the universe isn’t worth disturbing. I think living a life where your friends know you is good enough. I don’t think there’s such a thing of not having too many friends. But to go out of my way to become “popular” was quite stupid.
I’m happy with where I ended.
I like how your blog is always short and concise.
I like the way how your writing flows.
I like reading your post!
I like how your posts are short and to the point. It's easy to understand. Good post!
I really enjoyed your post because it was simple and sweet. I am glad you were able to open up and find yourself. You surely are appreciated by all your friends. Good Job!
I really liked the connection you had to your life in middle school. But I kind of felt a little disconnected. How did your friend help you open up to your school? What was so impacting that caused such a dramatic chance in your life? Was it simply making a friend?
Many people would say that drafting him is a risk worth taking or they would say the exact opposite. It would be better to pick someone I know for sure will do well and fully commit during the season. I would not agree to draft Myron Rolle especially if my job were on the line. It would be nerve wracking not only to myself but also the athlete. It would create so much stress for the both of us, and why would we want to torture ourselves. Not only will it be possibly jeopardizing my career, but I will also cause Myron Rolle to give up such an amazing opportunity to go to Oxford. He was invited to go as a scholar and that is a really big opportunity that only comes once in a lifetime. Being drafted into professional football is not as rare. Also, the fact that he hasn’t been fully training for some time should be a big hint that he shouldn’t be drafted into a team that has a lot of expectations to win. If there is too much pressure on him, it might disrupt his concentration when he is playing a game, and that can have serious consequences for his teammates. I wouldn’t want to draft someone who does not have his heart invested 100 percent into the game. He may have second thoughts about his decision and this may cause him to not be fully in the game and and not work as hard. That kind of player would always worry me and I just don’t have that kind of time to worry about that problem.
If I were Myron Rolle, I would first carefully evaluate which is the better choice. I would envision how these two different decisions lead me to different paths. I would figure out which one has a better chance of success. I would think and consider that I have not played football in a while, and there are more pressure and expectations from playing football than going to Oxford as a scholar. Also, I would reflect that if football were my passion and true calling, I wouldn’t be thinking or questioning if I should choose that as a career. If I truly, absolutely wanted to go into football, I would take the chance when I had it the first time, but instead I chose to study for a while. I don’t want to put my heart and soul into something that I am only partially passionate about. Also, if I choose football then I would have to miss out on this wonderful opportunity to become a scholar at Oxford. This opportunity only comes once in a lifetime to a selected few. Also, thinking about if I choose football, not only am I making a big gamble for myself, but I also have the coach gamble on me too. I don’t want to disappoint the many fans and other people that have great expectations for me. As I keep thinking, I ultimately come to the decision that it would be the safest to choose not to play football and just continue to study at Oxford. It is a much safer bet. People are always saying that I wouldn't fail at the things I am good at, but I don’t like that kind of pressure and I don’t want to be a big disappointment when I don’t meet their expectations. That is just too much pressure for me to handle. It will keep me from focusing as I am playing. I always have to worry if I make even the smallest mistake, because once I make a big mistake, it may not only end my career, but many other important people that I know and love will be affected as well. I don’t want to hold responsibility for that kind of burden. I am only human.
After reading about Myron Rolle from what was given to us I highly believe that he's going to end up taking neuroscience/neurology because it seems as if that's what he is more passionate about.
Passionate enough to take a year off of football and study
If I were put into his shoes even though I tell myself I would want to see my future; I really wouldn't. I would go with my gut feeling and also with something that is more stable.
In the article he talks about worry about what if he gets into a head injury or what if his hands get messed up; to me if I had those worries then I already know what my heart wants.
I know people may say but you’re just doing something
because of stability but that isn’t true in Myron’s case because although he is passionate for football he is still passionate when it comes to neuroscience so in the end it really wouldn’t be that great of a lost.
I can see that it is a very difficult decision to make, but I would do what I know is best for me in the long run because a career in a sport won’t last long and if I had those constant worries over getting injured and so on and so forth because it would affect my chances of being a neurosurgeon...…then it’s obvious that it’s not something I would want to do fully because giving yourself up to a sport you have to be ready and endure everything it throws at you and not shy away.
So although looking into the future would seem like something I would want to do, I would ride it out and really think about it because sometimes it has to be mind over heart.
My older brother would always tell me to flip a coin because when that coins mid-air that when you’ll know what you exactly want.
I really liked your last sentence! I think that it is very true that if you flip a coin to decide on something, halfway through the air, you know what you wish for. I liked reading your blog and keep up the good work!
“You have to expect things of yourself before you can do them.”
- Michael Jordan
He had it all; Myron Rolle had both brain and brawn and even prestige. There wasn’t anything he couldn’t do, the world was his oyster. He had everything he could ever need to achieve the life of his dreams, but people were always burdening him and putting him under constant pressure. He probably never relaxed – never knew what it meant to be at ease. He was constantly working because that was expected of him.
Rolle had dreams, but more importantly, he had ambition. While he wanted to pursue careers of his choice, people were always dissuading him from following through. People tell him what he should do rather than let him choose his own path. The people around him always had high expectations for him. He couldn’t fail them – he had been pleasing them his whole life.
“I’m not a prophet or a stone aged man, just a mortal with potential of a superman. I’m living on.”
There is so much potential in Rolle, he is talented in many aspects. Even if he winds up being very successful in his career, it will not matter unless he’s happy. He should not pursue a career based on the opinions of others; he should choose a career of his choice. Rolle would not be satisfied in a line of work that he has no actual interests in – hopefully he chooses a career based on his interests, rather than those of others.
It seems unfair; he has goals but everyone interrupts him from reaching them. He has the capability to do anything, but that’s just it – everyone wants him to do everything- it’s really unfair when people try to pressure him into doing something he doesn’t want to.
The Bahamian politicians urged him to become their president…
Rolle felt no urge to do so.
Myron Rolle had high expectations – I can’t imagine the amount of stress he was under. The world watched every move he made – all eyes were on him. Just like Winston under the ever watchful eye of Big Brother, Rolle had those around him watching him like a hawk. Everyone expects him to succeed; he will not fail – he cannot fail.
While the world may envy him, I try to imagine walking a mile in his shoes. Balancing the world on his shoulders has become a daily routine – he’s constantly working and impressing others. To see him fail would be surreal – nobody would see it coming.
What will Myron Rolle do?
As the world watches in anticipation, waiting to see what Rolle does next, I can only think one thing: “Is this really what he wants to do, or is he taking someone’s advice?”
I can’t imagine being Rolle for a day – the average Joe couldn’t pull it off. In all honesty, my advice to him would be to disregard what others say and simply do what you like. There is no reason to pursue a career that you wouldn’t enjoy doing. Choose your fate wisely, you may regret it later.
What are you supposed to do with people, like Myron Rolle, who are multitalented and have such bright futures ahead of them? Are you supposed to let them decide and chose their own path, or are you supposed to mold him into something society needs. Do you allow him to be whatever he wants, or what the people want?
Is he allowed a say in his own life?
Myron Rolle is a rare breed. Not many people can excel in many different areas, but Rolle seems to do so with ease. He inspires others around him, encouraging them to be better people and to try harder. He’s a charismatic scholar-athlete that has seemingly endless opportunities that lie ahead of him.
So where exactly does he go from here? Does he choose to give up one passion for another? Or does he find a way to incorporate both?
Many want him to lead and inspire other young African-Americans to succeed and try hard in school and in life, just as he has. Many want him to pursue his career in football while many others want him to become a researcher. There are so many others out in the world that choose to pressure Rolle and they try to mold him into something that THEY want him to be, not exactly the same as what HE wants himself to be. People are always voicing their opinions and encouraging Rolle to be something else, but he has no voice. He has no control on his own life. There is not a second that passes by where he has time to think for himself. There is no opportunity for him to decide what HE wants to be, but instead he has to choose from the options presented by others. He doesn’t have the privilege the same of us have- the ability to make our OWN future. For a man that has done everything humanly possible in order to succeed and become better, I wouldn’t doubt that he’s close to burning out and disappointing so many that have high hopes and expectations for him. I think that the pressure is going to cave in on Rolle and that he’s going to fall short of what he wants in life. He has so many passions, but no one true passion which overrides the rest.
The only thing I believe he can do is to find out what he wants and then go from there. He needs to focus more on a single subject, not on everything. He needs to find out what he truly wants in life; he needs to make a choice. Others should try and encourage and support whatever he chooses to pursue, but ultimately the decision is his.
I liked how you started out with questions, probably because I usually do the same. You were straightforward and concise, you said everything as it is and your post was sweet. Good job.
If he tries to satisfy both sides -- that is, his own interests and society’s expectations -- Myron Rolle will not succeed. I believe that he will instead be unsatisfied and eventually crash and burn as a result of his own genius and his being overly ambitious. It will be essentially impossible for him to live in these two different worlds, for he will always feel unfulfilled in some area simply because he does not have enough time to devote his life to both-- after all, no matter how brilliant or athletic he is, he is firstly still human, and there are only so many hours in a day.
Society’s expectation of him is to reach his intellectual peak, and as a result, better the world with his leadership or discoveries in the field of science. Jesse Jackson says that he could become the leader of an entire generation, but if Myron Rolle tries to accomplish what society expects of him, he will live a life full of regret because one cannot accomplish something one does not truly have interest in. Some people may disagree and argue that the whole point of living on this planet is to make a positive change for the world, but is this change going to be one that is important to or serves his own life? Is society just being selfish, and hoping that he will bring to the table what most cannot? If Myron Rolle really does try to achieve both his own dreams and those of society simultaneously, he will not succeed in either, whereas if he were to focus on expending his energies in only one "world," he may indeed become the world’s greatest at something. Instead of society expecting so much of Rolle, I believe that people should take note of their own abilities and better themselves first.
What if Myron Rolle just ignores society and completes his own personal goals of becoming both a professional football player and a neurosurgeon? Would that be better for him? What would he lose from doing so? One’s happiness is dependent on what he makes of himself by doing what he truly enjoys doing. Yes, he has the potential of becoming the best at both of his dreams. If he accomplishes his personal goals, he would not only feel content, but also prove to the world that he could achieve what others doubted he could do: be both a football player and a doctor at the same time. By conquering areas of personal interest, he could depart the planet with no regrets.
I have always been a selfish person. I like to take things for granted so I can adapt better in the current situation; I like having privilege (doesn't everybody?). But sometimes I tend to lower myself a lot because I know I am not that great of a person that can get whatever he wants. Through this, my mind is more open to more rational ideas, at the price of my own confidence on my whole character. I understand more of the reasons I have been against, especially the ones I have not been unaware of. This is the part where I start to step down from privilege and try to make the situation more fair with the opposing party. It has happened to me with my sister: how I can get more things from my parents than my sister because I was the older one. So, in order to ease my guilt from privilege (well, more like stop her whining), I share what I have received with her.
Because I am a very selfish person, I would try and take things even when it is impossible for me to get it. I admit: I play video games everyday, and every game I play I try to surpass my brother in gaming (he was ranked 22 in North America on a certain game). And from that, I imagine that I would start making money off of gaming by joining tournaments or streaming my game-play footage online. On the other hand, I have my future to look upon: what college and what job would I start attending? I understand Myron Rolle’s position of his particular branching point in his life, but if I were in his position I would simply quit gaming. I would not risk my future on my dream. Besides, there are other kinds of entertainment in the world and other things I look forward to beat my brother on.
I would also not peek into my future if I had the ability to. First of all my reasons, I like surprises: it’s like a Christmas present from a secret Santa who does not know you or know what you want. I also hate spoilers: I do not like it when some random guy goes up to me (in any way) and bursts out the ending of some story that either I do not know of or I am currently learning. Finally, this very idea of seeing my future feels like cheating my own fate. I would just leave it alone, even if it is misfortunate.
With my lack of knowledge of who Rolle is and the outcome of his future, I can not predict that he will be just like me (quit his pursuit of the NFL). With only knowledge from Mr. Feraco that Rolle desperately wants to join the NFL (and that he rarely makes plays in his football games), then I think he would crush his nerves more than study neurology. If it turns out that he manages to start his football career, then I would envy him and start playing video games. But deep inside me, I hope he does not get the chance to achieve his personal happiness because his other alternative would provide a better outcome for his future.
Success is just a way of saying that you accomplished something. You were willing enough to come to a point where you succeeded in accomplishing something, and if you do it and you didn’t realize it, then it’s a way of saying that you can do much more better than you think you can. You try to do something that in your set point, and it ends up that, what you chose to accomplish is just merrily some different type of task.
If I was in a situation where I planned out a goal, and I tried to accomplish it, and ended up accomplishing something else, I would look back and see what I had done. Not knowing what you did to accomplish something else, is not avoidable. You know if you’ve done it or not. If it's something else, then great, I reached a different a new goal. But that’s just how our lives run. We try to do something, and end up doing something completely different. Okay you did it good job! Now, is it what you wanted? Meeting your goals is one thing, but meeting the unexpected goals is much better to us. Oh look, I did this and I didn’t even realize. You try so hard to reach the primary goal and then this other thing comes along. Its fine, it's okay, just keep on going with that, don’t be ashamed about achieving new horizons, it all in a life's work.
Our life is filled with mysteries and wonders that seize to amaze us each and every day. Us humans are capable of grand and enormous things. We just have to keep on searching and keep on believing. Nothing is impossible, it's just hidden, hidden in our minds saying that we can't do it. It's in there, it will always be in there.
Waking up every day under the praise of thousands of fans, Rolle is extolled as a role-model for successfully achieving arguably two of the toughest careers in the nation—careers that seem inherently incongruous by nature which makes the feat even more astounding to the public; however, he must consequently face the immense pressure of eluding disappointment. Balancing the fine line between stardom and infamy, he must live up to the values he and his fans have placed on him or face the dire consequence of bearing the mark of disgrace; values as unrealistic as becoming the number one NFL draft pick while maintaining excellence in neuroscience and academics. One slipup and Rolle’s career will crash utterly to its demise; one concussion is all it takes to destroy everything Rolle has ever accomplished in his life. These pressures of balancing both careers and satisfying the expectations of the public strip him of his peace of mind; every action he commits will affect the public's opinion of him one way or another for better or worse. Although he may bask in an ephemeral era of glory for now, it is inevitable that Rolle be faced to sacrifice one of his two worlds and the worst part is that it doesn’t matter which is lost. He must for the rest of his life be forced to pursue a goal in which he is doomed to fail just to avoid shame.
Life is at its best when it is enjoyed. Accomplishments are set and achieved in order for people to expand the joy of their lives; challenges exist for people to conquer and use to improve their lives. There is a limit or an “enough” capacity for challenges since people need time to take breaks and relax. Ironically for Rolle, having all the accomplishments a person could ever dream of, his successes only further build up pressure. He must now achieve success not for his own personal accomplishments but in order to avoid failure. Such a life in which failure is the ultimate crime—ultimate since Rolle’s failure will let down the hopes of all the people who esteem him— is unsustainable.
An enjoyable life is one in which a person has great control of. One can have poor income in his/her life but under the absence of external pressures and domineering forces, he/she can indulge and achieve satisfaction with whatever he/she has. Rolle, however, has his life under the grasp of personal and public pressure. His great accomplishments have cost him his livelihood and ability to control what he wants to do with his life—quit the NFL and be shamed for bailing out or quit school and be shamed for being an academic failure. He has lost the freedom of making whatever choice he feels is best is for himself since to do so otherwise, he would be accused of selfishness. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, there is little that Rolle can do to enjoy his life. Until his life is independent of his pressure to appease the public’s expectations of him, he will continue to live under the curse of being forced to succeed, even though failure is inevitable.
Blessed is he who has full control over his life. Perhaps when Rolle sacrifices fame or popularity to achieve this, he will finally achieve a peace of mind and a life of joy.
Good job on your blog. it was a good read and i agree that life is at its best when it is enjoyed.
Hi Aaron. I agree with your statement that Rolle will not be able to succeed in both neuroscience and football. Society often functions more efficiently when people specialize in certain fields. Rolle should choose one career to pursue if he wishes to succeed. He shouldn't worry about meeting every single expectation that people have for him. Your post is well-written. Nice job!
When we have countless opportunities waiting for us, we tend to lose ourselves and hesitate. We feel overwhelmed by the numerous goals and expectations we have to meet. In the end, we have to make a choice and set our mind to focus on one, one that will potentially benefit us. The problem is that we don’t know if we will make the right choice. Truth is that life has too much to offer. It’s difficult to choose one thing and forget about the rest. Even though there’s no limit in what we can do, we need to be realistic. What determines the boundary is what we choose to do with our potentials and talents. One might succeed if he or she concentrates on achieving one dream. One might fail if he or she pursues several dreams. Yet, failure and success coexist; it’s one or the other.
When we fail, we often ask ourselves, “I should have…,” “why didn't I….,” and “what if I did….”
I hate “what if” questions. It’s too late! Life doesn't have an undo button. We can’t go back in time and change history.
On the contrary, when we succeed from what we decided to do, we proudly tell ourselves, “I made the right decisions!” and “I knew it!”
I love confirming myself that I had done the right thing. It makes me feel accomplished and simply good about making the right decision.
Looking back at my high school career, I feel that I had not lived to my fullest potential. Working on my college applications, I realized that I had accomplished so little in 3 years of high school. Why didn't I step up my game and take advantage of the opportunities that the school had provided? No, I chose not to. Why? I was afraid of failures. But, that’s what I chose to do. I can’t do anything about it now. This taught me an important lesson, and I am determined to go after my passion and take the risk of failing in college.
Life is about taking risks because we don’t know what lies in the future.
Myron Rolle is one talented man, who excels in both academics and athletics. Passionate about both fields, he has to choose one and give up the other. Even though he has the ability to pursue two completely different careers, a neurosurgeon and a professional football player, reality doesn't allow him to do so. If I were in his position, I would choose whatever that makes me happy.
We only live life once, so happiness should be our number one concern.
Don’t hesitate! It takes you nowhere but stops you from moving forward.
Yes I agree with you completely. We have to take chances at life, even if we do not know the possible outcomes of our choices. That was some nice advice and great post!
Hello there Xinn Guu!
I really like this post out of the other ones, because what you wrote was genuine and well thought out. Keep up the good work!
Comparing to most people, Myron Rolle is on a different level. He has achieved numerous exploits that many people could not even accomplish in their life time. He is a top football player, an intelligent student, a researcher of stem cells, the leader of school's production, etc. He is capable of doing everything.
However, he gets too much expectation from everyone in this world. People want him to live a life which satisfies their high expectations. His hometown people want him to be the president of the Bahamas. Princeton professor, Cornel West, bowed to him on the street and said that he is the future of black America. WHAT IS THIS? I don't see the point of an elder professor bowing to a young student. Asking Rolle to be a president and telling him that he is the future of black America can only give pressure and force him to be someone he doesn't wish to be. If these ridiculous expectations are their goals in life, they should work harder to accomplish them instead of asking Rolle to satisfy them.
No one should encourage Rolle to do anything. His intelligence and ability exceed most people, so he can make his own decisions. Let him bounce around until he finds his true passion. Bill gates dropped out of Harvard; he founded Microsoft. Steve Job did not finish college either; he invented Apple. I believe that Rolle belongs to the same intellectual category. Let him make his own decision. Be a professional football player and set a historical record in NFL. Or choosing a career in neuroscience and exploring new remedies.
To me, I don't think focusing on one self-interested area is at the risk of missing out on a more fulfilling life. I don't know how others define a fulfilling life. I think it is the accomplishment of something that is important to oneself. The number of achievements doesn't matter in the end, what matters is the value of achievements to one. No matter what decision you make, there is always someone judging you that you are wrong. So, follow your own course, and let people talk.
Interesting post, although I disagree with your categorization of Rolle with Gates and Jobs. Both of them - to my knowledge - dropped out of college because it slowed down the businesses they were starting. I do see where you are coming from, but Rolle has expressed interest in actually going to college and any kind of surgeon should definitely not drop out of school.
Your post is very similar to mine, but i argued both sides. I definitely agree with what what you wrote, i believe it is important to do whatever you have passion in, instead of listening to other's advice!Good post, really enjoy reading!
Almost everyone would say that Rolle is a very charismatic, confident, and determined man. Rolle seems to have the best of both worlds, both academically and athletically accomplished. He pursued his career as a profession football player and now he wants to excel as a neurosurgeon. Rolle has taken his goals to a whole new level, trying to juggle two careers at once. It is quite difficult to excel in both careers especially when the jobs contradict each other.
It’s a win or lose situation.
Even if Rolle can juggle both jobs, he still has to flip that coin.
People like Rolle seem to be successful in everything they try their hands on, yet they are the ones who falls the hardest when they fail. Most of the time it is not because of the shock from their exposure to failure that causes them to fall the hardest, it’s because they want to conquer every possible things out there and when they come to realize there are particular things they can’t conquer, that’s their hardest fall. So, before reading the update, I noticed that Rolle jumped around, touching on each career, but he doesn’t completely succeed in both areas. After reading the update, I was disappointed that Rolle waited till the very end, when his coin status dropped to a seven, to flip his coin. Rolle should have been mentally prepared for the consequences, because he knows that this is a win or lose situation, yet he defies the negative outcome because he had high hopes in himself. It’s like Rolle was trying to doing something that guarantees him success, but in the end it didn’t turn out that way.
Even with all the goals Rolle has set up to reach his achievements, these goals don’t mean much in the end. Not every goal may be a good goal and not every goal can get you to where you want to be. But hey, we all have to start from somewhere. Goals should be viewed as constant reminders instead of stepping stones that you have follow to meet your fate. Fate doesn’t appear to be a straight path that you can follow easily; instead, it is a path full of surprises.
I like what you said about fate. It is for sure a path full of surprises. We don't know what lies ahead of us until we get to that point. Anyway, I enjoyed reading your piece.
I enjoyed reading your post. It was really well written, Good job.
Your post reminded me of a quote, "The higher you are, the harder you fall." You're definitely right, the big and impressive people are expected to succeed, and when they don't it's like the hugest fail ever. Reminds me also of how when someone who isn't aiming at the target and either misses or makes it, no one notices. It's super cool if you aim and hit the target. But, that doesn't always happen. Good post, it reminded me of so many things!!! Great points!
Hey Mary! I loved what you said "Goals should be viewed as constant reminders instead of stepping stones that you have follow to meet your fate." I completely agree. Especially when it comes to Rolle and his decisions. Nice job!!
“Don’t be a hero,” my dad once said to me.
What he meant by “hero” was someone who attempts to succeed in every way possible. He believes that people should not take on more than they can handle. They will eventually crash and burn, which leads to dissatisfaction. My dad advised me to pursue the goals that I am most passionate about.
At first, I was skeptical about my dad’s words. What if I’m happy taking on as much as I can? Isn’t it important that I explore my various interests?
At the time my dad told me to not be a “hero,” the issue at hand was my course selection for senior year. Unlike many other parents, my dad disliked the idea of schools offering AP courses. He even advised me to not take any of those classes. He hated it when I stayed up late at night to complete homework and to study for tests. He told me numerous times that lack of sleep is damaging to the body. While I understood that he was concerned about my well-being, I also began to doubt my abilities. It seemed almost as if he was telling me that I was inadequate, that I would not be able to handle a heavy workload.
My junior year coursework was difficult. I spent many hours each day doing homework and studying. I realized that the workload was a little too much. I took my dad’s advice into consideration and made my senior year class schedule easier, but only slightly. I still ended up selecting a few AP courses, because I continued to feel the need to challenge myself.
We may never know what Myron Rolle was thinking when he decided to pursue his dream of becoming both a neurosurgeon and a professional football player. He does not seem to fully understand all the possible consequences of his actions. He may be highly intelligent and talented, but he lacks the ability to make reasonable decisions. If I’m a general manager of a football team, I would not draft Rolle, simply because he is unlikely to be as dedicated to football as the other players are.
What is Rolle’s passion, anyway? Can it really be possible that he is interested in both football and neuroscience? Only he knows what will satisfy him. Also, only he knows whether his inability to experience satisfaction is a blessing or a curse. Maybe he actually likes to continuously chase after his dreams without ever reaching all of them. Or maybe he fears that people will dislike him if he becomes less ambitious. It is not our business to decide what is best for Rolle. He should be the one developing his own aspirations.
If Rolle feels that he should pursue careers in both football and medicine, then he should be allowed to do so. I find it likely that someone already warned him about the dangers of taking on too much. If someone ever gave this warning to him, he obviously ignored it. However, ignoring the possibility of failure is not necessarily a poor choice. Making mistakes is part of the learning process. Rolle hopefully now has a more realistic outlook on his own life, given that he has already been released from a couple of professional football teams, but it seems like he hasn’t learned his lesson. He still thinks that he will eventually become an “NFL star.”
“Mankind is incapable of permanent satisfaction; he needs frontiers to conquer and problems to grapple with.”
--letter “b” from Siddhartha: Establishing a Philosophical Baseline
Through his actions, Rolle proves this statement true. While I feel that I am also “incapable of permanent satisfaction,” I will try to set and pursue reasonable goals. I first need to develop a better understanding of my own limitations. Then, I will be likely to achieve my goals and to at least feel temporary satisfaction more often.
I agree with what your dad says when he says not to take on more than you can handle and that you should follow only your passions. You brought up an interesting point that I did not think of before when you mentioned how it was even possible for Rolle to be passionate about both neuroscience and football.
Your blog was an enjoyable read. Good job!
The Grand Dilemma
Allow Myron Rolle to find his own passion or discipline him to execute one specific goal that is almost certain to have a significant impact on the world?
In a perfect world, this would not be a question at all. The answer would clearly be to allow Rolle to search for his true passion just as people with average abilities do. (Note: This assumes that a “perfect” world is not being defined as one such as the post-Overlord world of Childhood’s End. Rather, the difference between our world and a perfect world is that in a perfect world there is no conflict between human beings. In short, this means the world is free of ethical dilemmas and that there are still things to be done that require talent.)
Unfortunately, we do not live in such a world. We live in a world where conflict is virtually continuous; there may be brief, instantaneous moments where all appears to be well but ultimately there are always problems to be resolved. Myron Rolle is someone with the potential to change the world on any level he chooses. He can impact a community, a city, a county, a state, a country, and perhaps even a continent.
Parents raising someone like Rolle are blessed in many ways, but burdened in many others. The child has the power to move the world one step closer to a state of perfection. This power does not appear every other day; it is a precious gift from above that should be utilized for the greater good of society. A child cannot possibly be made to understand this and thus it is the responsibility of his or her parents to guide the child towards a future where his or her gifts are utilized to their fullest potential. The child needs to focus his talent and potential towards addressing some issue so that the issue will actually be resolved not half or semi resolved, but totally resolved.
One the subtler forms of propaganda we receive as we grow up in the country is that in America, one can be anything one wishes to be. There is value and substance in American society to being a master of one rather than a jack of all trades but master of none. While any child with gifts similar to Rolle should be encouraged to specialize and devote him or herself towards one grand goal, it is especially true for Rolle because he is an American. He is a member of a society that says to the world that the possibilities are limitless. One could argue that this is not what actually happens for most people and he or she would be right. But someone like Rolle is no ordinary person.
Hi Tim. While it's a good idea for parents to guide their children, it's also important that the children know where their passions lie. People often do not succeed when they try to accomplish goals that they feel apathetic about. When Rolle was asked to become a politician in the Bahamas, there was nothing wrong with his decision to back down. However, there was a problem when he decided to pursue both neuroscience and football. As you suggested, he needs to be guided down one, specific path that will allow him to make a positive impact on society. I enjoyed reading your post. Great job!
Hi Eric. Thanks for the feedback. Although you may have had the same reaction either way, I did intend to communicate that parents with gifted children like Rolle should mold their child into being passionate about something that can change the world. That way they can not only help society, but also - as you said - be passionate about what they do and succeed in making an impact.
Alright. I wasn't sure whether you were trying to say that children should be allowed to explore their passions. It seemed as if you wrote that people who do not live in a "perfect" world should only pursue what will benefit society, even if they do not enjoy it. Now I know you didn't mean to say this. Thanks for clarifying.
Tim i thought this blog was really well written you have a great perspective that relates to our world as well. i think that one cannot pursue both goals either. Just as feraco said in class, we will crash if we decide on doing two things at once. If we dont crash we will only be getting about 50% of the maximum potency if we made a decision on one event. i agree with your idea of parents making or creating a great citizen that wil influence them to be apart of the world.
"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
The one question that I always hear during family reunions.
Eventually, my parents decided to give me some advice.
"Do you like science? You can work at a pharmacy. You stand there the whole day and just give medicine to people, but you can earn a lot of money."
"...I don't like science."
"How about architecture?
"Do you need to draw well? If you do, then architecture is out of the question because I don't draw well."
Even if I decided to become a pharmacist, working at a pharmacy seven days a week, I would not be happy. Unless it was for the money, handing out medicine for the rest of my life was not on my to-do list. There is only one incentive in this case: money. The solution to all my problems.
New successes do not matter if they do not make me happy. They would just be daily chores that I would have to do day after day after day. Wake up. Get dressed. Drive to work. Work. Drive home. Eat dinner. Repeat. The success would not mean anything to me if I did not feel good about myself doing the things that I do each day.
You only live once, so why not make it count?
I totally agree with what you said about family reunions. I hate it when people ask me that. When I say "I don't know," they would make such a big deal out of it. It's like we're supposed to know what we want. Part of life is to discover what we truly want to do with our life.
I totally agree that we should make use of living our lives to the fullest. Great Job!
I think that to have so much talent and opportunity is not as much a gift as it is a curse. With all of these talents and abilities he is never given a chance to just take a break. People expect him to be able to do everything and to never fail. Nobody ever wants that pressure of knowing that everybody is looking at you to be perfect and to do everything right. Everybody expects you to do what they feel is right yet you should be able to do whatever you want to do. Even with as many talents as Rolle you should still be able to choose your own path that you want to take. It should not revolve around what others want.
Rolle will never be able to feel the simple joy that Winston gets with such a simple life. He will never have the time to enjoy his achievements. The moment he is done with one thing people will expect him to move on to the next challenge. While Rolle is constantly battling for a chance to enjoy the success he achieves Winston fights for every moment of happiness and success and cherishes each moment. While Winston finds peace in simple and quiet moments Rolle has to struggle with finding the time to enjoy his many accomplishments.
In the position that Rolle finds himself he should not fall under the pressure of others and do what they want him to do. He should be able to do what he chooses to do. If he chooses the NFL he should be able to go to the NFL without criticism. If he chooses to go and study to become a neuroscience and neurosurgery he should be able to without criticism. It his life and he should be able to create his own path. He should be treated with the knowledge that he will make a good choice for himself in the end. He should not be influenced toward any specific direction. The choice is his to make and nobody else.
The choice between your goals and your successes is very difficult to make. The goal a person makes has always been a set destination; their dream of achieving anything they want. By having such dreams we tend to try our best to reach that goal no matter what obstacles that come our way. With success, people see their own potential of doing something they never knew they could do. The thing is it is quite different from a goal, because even though you were able to successfully do something it may have been a one-time thing or something that you were able to do by luck. Even though you succeed doesn’t always mean that you would wish to pursue it.
With Myron Rolle, his choice is quite different, because he wishes to be both a neurosurgeon and a professional football player, both of which are his goals and his successes. To be one of the other has its own drawbacks and gains, so what should he choose? I believe he should have his own choice instead of other people telling him what to do with his life.
If I were in Rolle’s position I would first choose the one which can be beneficial to him later on in his life. Even though NFL sounds like a good choice, it can also have some drawbacks one of such not able to pursue his other dream and requires him to be fully dedicated to the sport. At the same time being a neurosurgeon also have benefits, but at the same time also have a drawback like not being able to be a NFL player that Rolle has dreamed to be. In the end if I were Rolle’s shoes I would choose what I desire the most.
Brandon, your words are exactly what I was thinking on how I would deal Myron Rolle's situation. Just like you, I would go for the path that would be more "beneficial" to me. But I would never have second thoughts; I would, instead, try to make some time to do what I want to do. And when you defined what goals were, I could not exactly agree with you when you described it as "dreams" to be fulfilled. I always thought it was something people would look forward to and it happens, unlike dreams that are, most of the time, not tangible. But, "in the end," I get what will support my future and always try to make some leisure time.
Jack of all trades, master of none...
Though oftentimes better than a master of one...
But shouldn't you at least master a few?
Everyone has the right to do what ever they want. Living in the world we live in there are basic unalienable rights and no matter what society says or does a person, no matter how gifted and confused, has the right to do whatever he or she wants with their lives. There is however, a certain balance we must maintain. People who are good at everything need to know how to limit themselves. They also need to know when they are following their own dreams or the dreams of another. In the case of Myron Rolle it doesn't seem like he is trying to follow his own passions. Rolle knows what he wants and he knows what other people want of him but it seems like he thinks that what other people want is also what he wants. If those two passions however, were similar then that wouldn't be a problem but outside influences seem to be pulling him apart. From Jesse Jackson nominating him to be the leader and role model of a generation, to an entire country pleading for him to be their savior and finally his own father dreaming that he could become a national football champion. Where does this leave Rolles' actual dreams of becoming a neurosurgeon? Does he abandon them? Will he decide that the desires of his father, hero, or his people are more important than his own desires? Has he convinced himself that the desires of the people around him are his own desires? Could it be possible that they are his own desires too? We don't know; we don't officially know because Rolle hasn't really told us anything himself but for his sake I hope he realizes that his dreams are the only dreams that should matter.
Some one so gifted and intelligent should know that he has limitations to the things he can do but when you grow up thinking that you can do everything and that there are no limitations I suppose it might be hard for you to accept that they exist. Rolle's parents shouldn't be trying to force their dreams onto him. His father should know what his son wants and should encourage him to pursue that goal instead of trying to pressure him into a dream that isn't his own. Rolle shouldn't be risking his dreams for his fathers dreams. What would happen if Rolle smashes his skull or shatters his hand? There goes both his fathers dream and his own dream. Your dreams are worth fighting for not some one else's dreams thats why they are some one else's dreams they should have used their chance to fight for their own dreams now its your turn to fight for yours Rolle shouldn't waste this time on his fathers dreams when he could be spending it fighting for his own dreams. His father had his chance now its Rolle's time.
Jesse jackson might be a hero but that doesn't mean Rolle is obligated to be or even should be. To be a hero is to sacrifice your self all of your self to the people you are saving. Representing an entire generation is no easy feat; you have to live up to the worlds expectation; you have to be what everyone wants you to be and that is impossible. Jesse jackson can inspire millions of people but can Rolle? Is he really up for the task? Is this even what he truly wants? Maybe,Maybe not we've been told that Rolle wants medical school but there are so many things all vying for his attention how can he truly know.
Being the savior of an entire country is something so big and scary that it is almost inconceivable. What is even scarier is when a country actually asks you to be their savior. How does one tell an entire country of people that are suffering, no. When people are on their knees begging you to save them to come to their rescue how do you turn away and say I'm sorry I just cant do it. Rolle was shocked into this realization when the Bahamians asked this of him. He realized that some times too much is too much "there is no enough". So when the impossible is presented he astounds again he realizes that he can't do it all and that he must choose one of these but which one is it. I hope for his sake that its the right choice. I hope that he picks a dream; his dream. Even if it ends up not being his dream i hope he picks one and stays with it. Engrosses himself so far into it that the dream he chooses becomes his actual dream.
A jack of all trades might satisfy some
But oftentimes it'll satisfy none
so maybe instead you should choose only one
Winston's and Rolle's situations are completely different. In one world you have a man that has been suppressed and mentally stricken so many times that he accepts defeat and yet deep inside himself he craves for something more. Where as Rolle is combating his own desires with the desires of someone else. Both individuals have problems to resolve within their own separate realities.
Winston's universe is worth disturbing because to do so is right. Settling and accepting defeat when instead you should be trying to fight is wrong. Even Winston's very subconscious mind is trying to fight against the governments tyranny but because of his fear he suppresses it. His diaries for example are a clear sign of mental rebellion against the thought police. He knows that writing is bad and that the thoughts he has are forbidden but his subconscious is fighting and forcing him to write and rebel against the suppression. So in this situation there is a cause worth fighting for. There is a reason to disturb the universe and question things and make people realize that there is a better life than the one they are living. Winston is faced with a problem should he step up and get people going or should he lay low and preserve his own life.
If your passions are realized and you have decided what you want to do with your life why do you conflict yourself with what other people want you to do? Rolle shouldn't be doing pro football because he's not doing it for him self and he's endangering his chances to do what he really wants to do with his life. Rolle said that he wanted to be a neurosurgeon but at the same time his father wants him to join the NFL. First of all no father should pressure a child to do something that is in conflict with their child's dreams. Second of all Rolle needs to stand up for what he truly wants and not risk so much on something that doesn't mean as much to him.
A jack of no trades who tried to belong
A master of trades whose choice was so wrong
They'll both be incomplete by the end of their song
(Spoiler if you didn't read the update)
My heart breaks for the poor guy. As I was writing my original opinion on this topic (the first section) I was hoping that Rolle would choose medicine, what seemed to be his greatest passion. Instead he chose his fathers dream which could have also been his dream too but it seemed that he preferred neurology. Either way it turned out that he had made the wrong choice. He's been cut from two football teams and he isn't even a starting player. He hasn't yet hurt himself so he still has a chance at medicine, maybe. His football career could also get a jumpstart if some how he impressed the coaches. So there is time but as he continues to linger in the practice team with out working to be out standing in either football or medicine time will ware on and eventually he wont be able to do either. I hope for his sake he either gives his all to football or he jumps ship and changes his course back to medicine. Rolle's case is one of some one who just couldn't fixate his passions on one thing so he couldn't shine in either.
A jack of all trades who chose the wrong one
A master of trades who can now master none
He still has a chance to make his own run
Just giving you a tip, try to cut your paragraphs. Your structure needs more work in order to appeal to the readers eye.
It truly is tragic how such a talented person was not able to achieve full potential because of the lack of dedication to a single passion.
I enjoyed your read, because you referred to Jack of all trades, master of none, because it fits the situation perfectly.
I was looking to read you blog and you did a very good job! You really went into everything that you talked about, and I enjoy reading what you have to say.
Nice job fellow slytherin.
If I were successful in ways I didn’t intend to be successful, and was happy with the new success I would probably ignore all the dreams and successes I did not accomplish. As long as I end up happy and content, everything else would start to look meaningless. I would think that the dreams I didn’t meet would have been a waste of time if I went for them. Sometimes things happen without the intent, some things happen for a reason. Goals are important but I think that as long as we succeed in some ways and are content, the importance of the goals starts to fade.
I wouldn’t consider Myron Rolle’s life as a blessing because he had never had enjoyed the life he was having. He was successful and everything but was not happy. People expect a lot of good things from him, and Rolle knows that he is expected to be almost perfect. He probably feels trapped and has no freedom. If I were a general manager of a football team I would probably draft Myron Rolle. It is a big risk but I think sometimes we need to take risks in our lives. Rolle is a hard worker and a lot of people see a lot of potential in him. He has confidence that he could do it, so I believe he would do fine.
Myron Rolle seems he really wants to play football, he knows the risks he would face. He knows that bad consequences could happen. He is ready to take chances and explore what is out there. If I were raising Rolle I would let him do whatever pleases him. He should be able to do whatever he wants to do. He knows what he really wants.
If I were Myron Rolle I would think that NFL is worth the risk if I really have the desire to do so. I know that is big risk but you never know, it could end up in a good way. Sometimes we worry too much, and don’t take risks. We do not know the future; it could end up as a good experience. If I were Rolle I would love to see the future, because it is a choice he has to make that could change the rest of his life.
Myron Rolle’s success was not a curse, but what came with it most certainly was. Because of his great achievements, the expectations of the people around him grew. There’s nothing wrong with people wanting what’s best for you. But if you pressure an individual to do something not for his or her own benefit, but for your own, well then I say: shame on you.
I don’t believe anyone has the right to determine how you live your life. Rolle, for instance, has always had someone behind his back pushing him forward towards higher and higher success. But does he himself have time to enjoy what he has achieved? Has he been doing what he wants, rather than simply fulfilling the expectations placed upon him?
To be honest, if I were a manager for a football team, I wouldn’t draft him in. Not because he’s a bad player, but because I feel its impossible for him to put in all of his attention. There are too many distractions he has to face. Walking away from a career as a surgeon, he must be very torn. This leads to the question of whether or not he plays the game because he wants to, or if he was simple trying to, again, fulfill expectations. Is the game really his passion?
Winston, like Rolle, has also been living his life under constant watch. Behaving as expected and doing what society around him deems and just. The only difference is, that Winston has never tasted true freedom while Rolle chooses to sacrifice his for the sake of pleasing his peers.
Do I envy Myron Rolle? No. Do I pity Myron Rolle? Strangely enough, I don’t either. When I think more on this situation and Rolle’s terrible life of high expectations, I came to realize that it could have been avoided easily. Here is a man who is faced with the dreaded decision of whether to try and be a multi-million dollar NFL player or an extremely successful neurosurgeon. Does he not have the ability to look inward and find what he truly wants to do with his life? If you truly love something, don’t give it up to please others! He’s portrayed as a figure who’s been pushed all his life, but fails to realize all the expectations can end with a simple word: Stop. He is his own person but fails to realize that and because of his failure to do so, he gives in to the demands of the society around him.
Hi Michael! I completely agree with you one hundred percent. I would never draft Rolle because there are too many risks. His intelligence and ambitions are too risky. Great blog!
Life is very long and complicated. You never know what your going to get out of it our long you will be alive. At any moment something bad can change everything about your life. The hardest thing in life is making choices. I seems to be such a problem because every choice contradicts another. Which is clearly presented as Rolle's choice of being a football player effects his opportunities of being a neurosurgeon.
Personally I would be a NFL player. Not only because I enjoy football very much but because of all the good things that can come out of it. Being on television. Making big bucks. Having a chance to win the U.S's most watched sport event- The superbowl.
Our main pursuit in life is happiness. It doesn't matter who the person is or how they live their life we all want to be successful. Our success usually "describes" out lives completely. The biggest successors are the ones that are remembered forever. People like JFK,Abraham Lincoln and Martin Luther King Jr.shall be remembered forever as they we very successful people. Of course you don't have to be a political leader as people like Bill Gates and Michael Jordon will be remembered because they were good at what they loved and did. I believe success is success. A person that is successful in hockey is no better than someone that is successful in soccer. No one ever tries to compare Michael Jordon who has six NBA championships to Tom Brady who has Won 3 superbowls. Though people may compare Lebron to Kobe no one can say that they are not successful. Though Kobe is OBVIOUSLY a better player he is going to be a hall of famer not for someone lack of skill but by his own success.
Like I said, success is success. It doesn't matter what you are successful at but that your successful in general. Of course I believe we should aim for our own goals and attempt to conquer them. But if you are successful in something else on the way then that's just another achievement in your life and though it may not matter as much to you it still is something that will be remembered.
Those whom achieve their goals usually live very happy lives.
BUT those who can never enjoy their success are those who end up hating them. For example if someone is rich but has no one to spend their money with they never enjoy themselves and end up regretting what they have. Rolle had an amazing life and high goals in which he reached. But I feel bad for him as he never got the satisfaction that he should have.So in short, people who can never enjoy their success live miserable lives and are indeed cursed by there lack of happiness.
Robert i thought that your blog was pretty legit. U seemed pretty honest because it is true those who dont risk things often live life with the option of never ever putting themselves in the position to succeed. Thanks for the read bro.
Very rarely do we ever encounter a man like Mr. Rolle.
He’s got talent, motivation, passion, and desire. His skills can almost guarantee a successful career. He tries and tries. He constantly improves himself. He never stops rising. He becomes more and more talented.
He’s the best he could be.
He also keeps falling. He also keeps failing. He also keeps dying.
His greatness is his curse. He continuously strives to be at the top, but never truly gets there. There’s potential for him to work hard, but there’s no potential for him to be happy. His dream can only come true if he lets it. If he could finally be satisfied with his life, he could settle down and live a happy life. His constant unsatisfactory is why he’ll never get there.
Rolle’s future is falling apart. He’s far too deep into this trap, and he might be beyond the point of no return. He’s too far into this failed career that he can’t go back to try another. He might be too old to start all over.
Even if he does, his cursed talents will probably bring him right back to the same situation.
Mr. Rolle is doomed.
Yet, he still keeps trying.
It never stops. There’s never enough.
He’s forever at war.
This is his peace
He IS Richard Corey -the man with everything, but also nothing.
Even after the update, we hopelessly watch him join a college’s Board of Trustees. We watch him get another contract (not guaranteed). He needs to work hard, and it looks like he’s doing just that.
This is reality at its finest. He’s caught in that machine. He won’t fail and will he won’t succeed. He can’t be broken. He will be kept alive only to watch himself struggle.
Once again, we find Mr. Rolle at war.
This is his peace
Hey Albert totally agree with you I like your reference to Richard Cory although I really hope that Rolle doesn't end up like him.
Intelligence is nothing without dedication.
Why else can you explain the numerous people on this planet with IQ’s exceeding 150, and yet still live ordinary, average lives? In fact if you saw these people on the street, they would seem like perfectly, average people…no evidence that they are intellectually superior to you, or any of us. It also explains why, despite his superior intelligence and talent, Myron Rolle is unable to have much success in the NFL. The NFL wants someone with dedication; in Myron’s case they know well that he could one day walk off the field to pursue medical school. He has other goals; other things he wants to dedicate to.
Superior intellect can be a curse rather than a blessing if you lack dedication and focus. In fact, I believe that the smarter one is, the harder it is to stay dedicated. If you are good at many things, how do you decide which is the one for you?
Which is the path that you will follow for the rest of your life?
Myron Rolle is dedicated to football.
He is also dedicated to further education and medical school.
Thus he is dedicated to neither.
He has to decide…and we aren’t ones to say which. The power lies in him. Sure our public opinions can influence him…but what do we know? We are not him; we do not know what he feels. Myron should zone out all that we have say and decide what he wants to do from himself.
If I ever have children (very unlikely) I will follow a principle of freedom…freedom for them to decide what they want to do. I understand why parents would want to butt into their children’s lives…to dictate and predetermine their future; they want the best for their children. But what if their idea of what’s best is entirely different from what their children had in mind? If a child’s parents are forcing them to be a doctor and they want to be a musician…having completely no interest in being a doctor…is it still what’s best for them?
I believe we should live life for ourselves, not others. Sure, the path that you choose might not end up being the best route…and you might not be as financially stable…but if you are happy, then what else matters?
If you don’t want others butting into your life, why should you butt into your children’s lives?
If my kid wants to work as a janitor for the rest of his life and it makes them happy, what right do I have to say no?
I have been given freedom. I have been given choices. But I do not want to see the future. Sure it is very tempting…to find out how your choices will affect your life…but by doing so you defeat the purpose of life. It’s like being given an unlock everything cheat code in a game…it defeats the purpose…or someone spoiling a book or movie for you…it defeats the purpose…if you already know what happens then why bother to read the book, or watch the movie? If you know your outcome in life then what is the point to live for several decades for something you know is going to happen?
Enjoy life. Live it however you want to live it.
There is no enough.
I find it interesting how you believe that a person cannot be dedicated to more than one thing. Now that I think about it more, I feel that this may actually ring true.
Thanks for the read!
Nice post Calvin, I enjoyed reading it.
I was surprised when I read that you wouldn't want to see your future. You're right when you said it defeats the purpose, but still - I'd be curious and would still want to.
I totally agree with you that parents should not force their children to satisfy their goals. If chasing certain career is the parents' dream, they should not put the burden on their children to accomplish what they want.
I enjoy reading your post. Good Job.
While there are some points of yours that I don't necessarily agree with, those points ARE interesting, and thought-provoking? (How many parents in the world would allow their children to be janitors, let alone parents in Arcadia?) Nonetheless, I found this post to be an interesting read.
Thank you for this post?
Guide, Don’t Restrict
Myron Rolle is a very privileged human being, and he is blessed in so many ways. I don’t believe that he’s lived a life of constant challenge, but a life of constant prosperity. If Rolle’s biggest problem is choosing between the National Football League, and becoming a neurosurgeon, he has lived a very smooth life. Yes, Rolle had to make a very tough decision; but, either way, Rolle would be successful if he applied himself.
Myron was gifted with a mind sharp enough to become a neurosurgeon, and a body strong enough to compete in the NFL. How is that a life of constant struggle? Rolle might have grown up in a tough living circumstances, but he made the most with what he was given. Myron was excellent at whatever he applied himself to - he could sing, play the saxophone, play football, and think very well.
Rolle should not feel bad for himself, nor should we; instead, he should thank everyone who helped him become who he is today. We have analyzed success, and what it takes to be successful.
What is success?
Is Myron not already successful?
We cannot conclude that Myron has never felt a sense of peace, or that he has “struggled” so much in his life. I usually don’t like to integrate God and religion into my blogs, but God blessed Myron in so many ways! God gave Myron all of these capabilities so that he could utilize them, and help others with them.
I believe that Myron’s parents did a fine job of raising Myron into a young Renaissance Man. They did not confine Myron into being a jock, drama kid, or scholar. They let Myron loose, and he soared above all of his peers. The Brahmin did the same thing in “Siddhartha,” he let Siddhartha go so that he could fill his vessel. If the Brahmin limited Siddhartha to the small village, he would not have reached enlightenment, or reached his full potential. I believe that this same idea applies to how children like Myron should be raised, or how I want to raise my child.
My dad showed me a lecture that I will always keep in mind when analyzing parenting, and what the “right thing to do is.” Here is one of the things Ken Robinson said in his lecture, “The fact is that given the challenges we face, education doesn't need to be reformed -- it needs to be transformed. The key to this transformation is not to standardize education, but to personalize it, to build achievement on discovering the individual talents of each child, to put students in an environment where they want to learn and where they can naturally discover their true passions.”
Here is a link to the page where you could watch the whole lecture, and trust me, it’s worth it:
Instead of approaching education with the idea that Math and Sciences are the most important subjects to learn, we have to recognize the arts and the less popular subjects. Not everyone is made to understand math and sciences, they might be artistic. By confining children to the natural consensus of modern education, we are limiting their possibility to grow into who they could be.
Instead of directing children towards a certain subject, we should let them blossom into their areas of expertise.
He’s naturally talented, but he hasn’t always focused on simply playing football. Do you think I should draft him? He hasn’t played a full game for over a year, and he obviously prioritized his studies over the game, is he the right guy for the Pittsburgh Steelers?
On the other hand, if we do take the risk, and we draft this kid, he has always done his job well. He isn’t a flashy guy who’s interested in making the ESPN highlight tape, but he’s interested in doing his job well. Myron won’t let the other team make the big plays down the field, and he will play lock down defense.
Alright, let’s take the risk and draft Myron! After disputing over whether the Pittsburgh Steelers were going to draft Myron Rolle, they finally decided to take the risk and draft him. Michaele Corbisiero, the Steeler’s GM, was at the forefront pushing to obtain Myron. Roger Goodell took his place on the podium and read out, “With the 30th pick in the 2010 NFL draft, the Pittsburgh Steelers select Myron Rolle.”
Myron Rolle is a smart guy who will play consistently, and he won’t have any problems off the field for the franchise to worry about.
After reading what really happened to Myron Rolle:
I had no idea he was signed by the Pittsburgh Steelers, but it was nice to see that I did predict one thing correctly - he was eventually signed by the Steelers. I think that Rolle will serve to be a great example for generations to come - an education is far more important than playing a sport.
Family friends who live in Canada, the Mcginn family, have three boys who all play competitive hockey. Two play in the NHL and are playing very well this year, and the youngest is working hard to be like his older brothers. After talking to their mom for a long time, she told me that she’s, “Always afraid of the potential for Jamie, Tye, or Brock to get hurt.” They have no security once their NHL careers are over, and the mom wishes they would have received a better education. As for the dad, he’s more proud of the boys’ accomplishments of making the National Hockey League.
Myron although very smart found a foolish way to curse himself with a life of struggle. With his given hand he could have put it all in on the cards he had. But like few other people, Myron busted.
No hope in kicking a dead horse. However this horse proved to be a hell of a “Show Pony”, managing to have the title of Rhodes Scholar bestowed onto him. He will always be a legend for collegiate athletes.
This blog isn’t about how much we did succeed, it is about how much we can succeed.
An example of what the risk is to become a titan above mere men. I read the story of Rolle as what can happen when we are able to accomplish anything but are not meant to. No matter how smart a man like Rolle is. He didn’t consider that both the things he wanted to be need someone to dedicate everything. Rolle expected to be a genius football player. How could he have put down sports while he should have been proving his talents on the field? Or why go through all the work of being a surgeon and want to dedicate yourself to one contact sport that gives a large majority of players, severe brain damage.
Stories like these show that you can lose your success twice as fast as you got it.
For people who think they truly can never fail will fail when everything is on the line.
Congratulations to them for making a small print in history, example being Rolle a NFL destined player turned to a man of high academic achievement. But he could’ve have made more of a difference if he just had put his attention towards the option where his odds are in his favor.
There was never enough success, now there never will be.
Great Point Michael. Almost an impossible situation for Rolle. I really liked your card analogy since it accurately captures the essence of attempting to achieve too much only to end up failing. I also agree that failure is inevitable and Rolle should dedicate himself to one of his careers in the near future. Otherwise, great post!
Myth/Sci-Fi – 2
19 February 2013
“A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure,
program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.” - Robert Heinlein
Humans are fascinating creatures. We are born to do incredible things. Interestingly enough, through life, we are expected to do one thing. We are asked by everyone, “What do you want to do be when you grow up?” We are expected to give a single answer. We are expected to study on one topic for our Senior Project.
We are able to change our minds, but never able to have more than one thing planned. Why? Why is it that people today are so hung up on that one thing we should do?
I hope to be a psychologist.
I hope to be a linguist.
I hope to be a teacher.
I hope to be a musician.
I hope to be a philanthropist.
I hope to be a family man.
I hope to travel the world.
And why not?
Who in the world decided me, or my child, or anybody, deserves the fate of one path? Take the road less traveled by. In fact, take every road there is to travel. It will surely make all the difference.
Rolle is a pioneer. He decided he can do what he wants for himself, when and where he chooses it. He looked at himself, and stripped himself of so much limitation. He did what so many can't. He changed the face of what it is to be enough.
One day, when I'm sitting at home, looking back at my life, I'll tell so many stories. I'll dazzle my grandchildren with my life. That's when I'll know life was surely worth it.
That's when, maybe, it will be enough.
Wow. Man, you post was nice. I liked how you listed out what you hoped to be and decided that nothing is stopping you from achieving that.
I love your post. Sweet ending too.
Life leaves us with many hard decisions to make. Ultimately it is up to us to make the decision. In Rolle’s case, not feeling this sense of success/fulfillment is a curse because he will never feel content, but a blessing because he will always want to strive for better. Of course, in this instance, I would let Rolle make his own choices and mistakes. Being a road scholar, he ended up taking a break which I personally think will reduce his chances of getting chosen in the draft. I would be proud to be a parent of such a talented human being, but at the same time I would have no idea how to help him, except to support his decision of joining the NFL.
Rolle would be difficult to parent because I would use a hands-off approach. I would not control the decisions he makes because one could lose their child by being too over bearing. This is Rolle’s chance to make his own mistake and find out who he really is. This similar difficult decision has happened with my brother. In law school he has to choose between being a great law student or being able to have an internship carry his education. My brother wants to be able to pick both but he knows he cannot. He will also have to make a sacrifice to be successful. Although this is not the same thing, my brother could end up making the worst mistake with this decision.
I would suggest to Rolle the consequences of joining the NFL. Some of the consequences would include getting hurt. If he hurt himself in a way that caused brain damage, he would never be able to be a scholar again. This would cause him to look down on himself. However, him making it, would help keep his dream alive. Even though I think this is the worst mistake he can make, I would support him so I would not lose a relationship with him if I were his parent.
I really enjoyed reading your blog. I also agree with many of the points you made. It was really nice.
Definitely a very tough place for Rolle to be. I really liked your mentioning of your brother in law school because that is indeed the same dilemma Rolle is stuck in. I also totally agree with you in warning Rolle about selecting a professional NFL career over neuroscience. Professional sports are all undoubtedly risky and so Rolle could possibly mess up his entire life with one simple injury. Great post and keep it up!
I liked your blog! I wrote about something different but if i were to chose this prompt i would write the same thing you did. I like the choices that you made. good job.
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