Day 19: Hod in Tiferet, Humility in Beauty
Teaching a four-year-old to play a sport is one way to teach yourself humility. My daughter is learning t-ball and she already knows everything. I want her to choke up on the bat? No, she's going to hold the bat at the bottom. Her coach wants her (and all the other kids) to stop playing in the dirt? No, the dirt is fun. All the adults have said she needs her mitt to play catch? Nah, she's good. She can be particularly stubborn (I have no idea where she got that).
One would think with how much the parents and the coaches argue and repeat ourselves, that the level of baseball skill would stay about the same. But, no, the kids are all improving. Even when they're yelling about how they don't need to hold the ball by their ear, because they can just throw it from their chest, they're still somehow picking up the lessons. And the next week, the dirt is less interesting and they all grab their mitts when asked, and they mostly hold the ball by their ear when they throw (choking up on the bat is still out of the question, however). It's humbling and beautiful to watch my daughter learn this game that I love and that my family has loved for generations.
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