I tell this story to my students all the time (I tell many stories), to encourage them to do their best. Because there’s no wasted effort, you just don’t know when the reward comes. I was very lucky to grow up in a home that never needed me to L.E.A.D. the way and become a Lawyer/Engineer/Accountant/Doctor (that’ll be a whole different post). So I was free to pursue what I wanted, which is a blessing and a curse, because neither of my parents finished high school and they had no idea how to prepare me for the challenges of post-secondary education.
I finally hit ‘the wall’ around my second year in university, to the point where I had no idea what was going on in the lectures, let alone the assignments or exams. The counselor at the university suggested I take less physics courses and minor in physics instead. When I told my Mom I was considering this option, she was not impressed. After a few argments back and forth, and plenty of tears, here’s the conversation we had that would change my life, though I had no idea at the time:
“Albert, do you like physics?”
“Yes, but it’s too hard for me, I can’t do it”
“It’s okay, keep doing it, I will support you. Take 5 years, 6 years, keep at it until you’re done.”
So I did. A few years later when I starting pursuing the teaching profession, I learned that the number of credits you have in your discipline determines what subjects you teach. So had I chosen to minor in physics, I would not have the require physics credits to become a physics teacher. My life would be drastically different than it is today.