Marks and all that jazz

When will our society understand that marks aren’t everything in this world?

I heard 2 fellow passengers crib this morning, about how their kids hadn’t scored a hundred in math at school, and it reminded me of all the nightmares I had faced as a kid – of all the things I had done to keep my mark-obsessed family happy (but ended up undermining myself as a person).

Each kid has his/her own positives. And marks aren’t the only way to judge someone’s potential. Heck, marks don’t even matter in life.

If nothing else, teach your kids to be a sport, help them take failures in their stride. It’s good to make them hard-working and ambitious, but don’t burden them, in the process, with your expectations, fears and failed ambitions.

And for God’s sake, don’t push them to think they’re useless just because they came second in a competition or failed in some damn examination.

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Author: Annapurani Vaidyanathan

I hoard books for a living. And read them too, when I am not sleeping. I express what I think, so my unheard feelings don't sink. I like to sing when I walk, to keep shades grey, at bay. I speak like a dork, but I don't want to drive anyone away. I write what's real, and nothing fake, so visit my blog whenever you need a break ;)

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