Yesterday night, I was surfing Facebook for fun. One of my friends shares a post about a test. The rules of the test is very simple: Click on the link, enter your name, and immediately will show your weakness.
The result got from the test for my friend:
Your weakness: there is no weakness.
And I reply on the post: The problem is that this weakness is hard to fix. Ha Ha.
My friend is the chief editor of a big magazine company. She is so beautiful, has a good character, the ability to handle work is needless to say. The first time we met, we can talk like we have known each other for a long time. Until now, I still think that she does not have any weakness.
Back to the post, out of curiosity, I entered my name into the test because I wanted to check the credibility of the test. After I entered my real name, the result came out: Your weakness: too persistent. I was shocked with the result. Then I entered my nickname, and the result came out: Your fatal weakness: too honest. Again, I was shocked how accurate the result is.
It is just a small test game for amusement. Lying on the bed, my thoughts were swirling, make me can’t sleep. I can't explain these type of tests, whether there is any scientific proof, or how much scientific proof supporting it, and also do not know how likely the test is. But when facing of my own test results, I was surprised. The result I got from test, someone told me before in the past, although the way it presents is different.
"Damn it! Why are you doing this to me?" That was my mother said to me.
That year, I was around seven or eight years old. When I was reading comic at my neighbor's house, my mother asked me to walk the dog. I'm not happy because the plot of the comic is too attractive. So I said I would walk the dog after finish reading, but of course, my mother won't agree because the dog has not been out for a long time.
My mother was furious and come to neighbor's house, pulled me up and make me go outside. Because I was still young, so I don't have much strength to fight back, the more I struggle, the harder my mom pull me.
With her strength, she was able to pull me out to neighbor yard in no time.
Luckily, Outside on the yard, there is a large locust tree, and it saved me at a crucial moment. I struggled and ran to the tree, clinging to it, and do not let go.
That day around ten o'clock, the sun is at it's finest. My mother and I tangle under the tree for a long time.
Finally after holding on for few minutes, my mother ultimately give up. She saw blood on my arm, and tears fall down her cheeks: "Damn it! Why are you doing this to me?"
She finally let go, and I followed behind her holding that comic. That day, I walk the dog while reading the comic.
"Well, you are not stupid, but you have a fatal weakness, that is too persistent". This word was said to me by my high school teacher. At that time, I was stuck in a hopeless crush, and the crush was the teacher. She first used her enthusiasm to encourage me to help me open up my heart, When she found out that I have a crush on her, she started to alienate me. The shy young heart of mine once opened, I was unable to contain that kind of emotion surging.
The class she taught, was my weakest subject, science. Because of her, I actually put all of my heart in studying the subject. Every question in the textbook, I have conscientiously copied several times, not to mention the after-school exercises. The result, only gave me a pass to university.
Like the teacher said, when you went to college, you will know how wonderful the outside world is. As the time passes through, the wonderful things in the world as well as the passage of time, finally slowly heal up the sadness in my heart. Up to today, looking back, I only gratitude. Thanks to the perseverance that year. Of course, I need to thanks to the guidance of the teacher.
Another one who told me that my fatal flaw is too persistent, is this interesting test. With or without proof, I was convinced with the test results. I still remembered the things that I started doing a few years ago - blogging.
I am not a writing genius, but I love writing. For decades, my post was not able to get a lot of exposure, I have shed quite a lot of virtual tears, those hater comments needless to say. After seeing my post get good comments, I was touched.
Spending a long night sitting in front of the computer, typing and editing for few hours, but after posting it, the results doesn't looks great, make me feels like my effort was wasted.
But what can I do? All I can do was start over and keep trying my best to write a quality post.
Start over, is the best tonic I've ever given to myself when facing frustration. It allows me to quickly forget the frustration of failure, looked out of the mire of failure and light on the road. Start over, can maximize the possibility, absorb, assimilate and improve.
What is lacking in our life, we will try to fill what’s missing. And because of our innate lack of knowledge, we tend to work harder than ordinary people. Even if it doesn't make up for it, it will try to find another exit. So, even when we facing our fatal weakness, there is no need to be depressed. Your fatal weakness, might hiding your greatest advantage.
