One afternoon, many years ago, I went to pick up my mother from work. I got there a little early so I parked the car by the curb(路邊), across the street from where she worked, and waited for her.

許多年前的一個下午，我去接下班的媽媽。我到的時候有些早，于是將車停在路邊，停在媽媽工作地方的對面，在哪兒等她。

As I looked outside the car window to my right, there was a small park where I saw a little boy, around one and a half to two years old, running freely on the grass as his mother watched from a short distance. The boy had a big smile on his face as if he had just been set free from some sort of prison. The boy would then fall to the grass, get up, and without hesitation or without looking back at his mother, run as fast as he could, again, still with a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.

我從右側的車窗向外看，那邊有一個小公園，我看到一個小男孩，大概1歲半到2歲的年紀，正在草坪上自由地跑著，她的媽媽在近處看著他。男孩臉上掛著燦爛的微笑，仿佛他剛從某種監獄里釋放出來。男孩摔倒在草地上，站起來，毫不猶豫，也不看他的媽媽，又盡力快跑起來。他的臉上依然帶著微笑，放佛什么都沒發生過。

However, with kids (especially at an early age), when they fall down, they don’t perceive(覺察，感知) their falling down as failure, but instead, they treat it as a learning experience . They feel compelled(迫使) to try and try again until they succeed.

盡管如此，對于小孩(尤其是很小的年齡段)，當他們摔倒時，他們并未覺察到摔倒是一種失敗，而是將它當做學習的經驗。他們迫使自己一次次去嘗試直到成功為止。