Failure, the mother of success. I have, by chance, developed a passion for mountain climbing. I have always considered myself somewhat of a thrill-seeker

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COURSE: ENG3U1-07        NAME: GUAN JIE XUE        DATE: 2011/10/3

Failure, the Mother of Success

        Life, which is defined as the precious period of animate existence of an individual, is similar to a delicate collage that contains decorations of both failure and success. While we are all dedicating our lives to achieving the point of success, failures are indeed ineluctable and will consistently be the obstacles that we are destined to overcome. Each significant failure in our life, regardless of its impact, gives us an idea on how to conquer it and the experience we obtain within the challenges strengthens us in terms of insightful knowledge and useful knowledge. Therefore, in order to truly experience all that life has to offer and eventually accomplish our goals, we must be able to accept failure and make it the starting point of our lifelong journey towards success.

        A while ago, I have, by chance, developed a passion for mountain climbing. I have always considered myself somewhat of a thrill-seeker, and my curiosity about the wild nature has definitely created a series of worthwhile thrills in my life. Nevertheless, that pleasurable climbing experience would be the one that I would never forget.

        As the sun was rising in the morning, I found myself biting my lips as the intensity of that day's event fogged up my mind – mountain climbing was becoming a reality. I took a few steady steps up the slightly sloped mountain, and it seemed easy enough. As I climbed higher, a low hanging mist obscured much of my view; however, it did not deter me at all. I had a quick look at the way I came, and all I could see was darkness. Then suddenly out of nowhere, rocks above me started falling all around. Moreover, a few slammed hard against my arms, and I fell down towards an enormous boulder at once.

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For the lush pine, which grows near the boulder, I was still alive and safely landed. Owing to the fact that it was extremely challenging and the pain caused by the falling was excruciating, I had, for a moment, the thought to give up on my original goal of reaching the top. As the time passed, my legs felt a bit heavy and the air is sticky with moisture. But I gradually became aware of the scars that spread all over the trunk of the tree and started to observe them carefully. I realized that the scars may be dreadful, ...

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