Just this weekend, I shared with my son one of the things I love most about him is his passion. When he loves something, he knows no boundaries. His interests dominate his thoughts and dreams – and are threaded through everything he does.
He first exhibited this line-drive focus in preschool. His Montessori teacher assured me he would move on to more complex work once he mastered his current skill level. We noticed early on that he would count something as “learned” once he did it – and would not want to repeat it, ever. With subjects like math, building blocks and coloring – his attitude was BEEN THERE, DONE THAT, over and out. The work he liked – he would diligently complete and repeat. Same routine, day after day. He likes what he likes.
Skateboarding is something he loves. When he’s not chained to the schoolroom by his mean mother, he’s jumping and turning, researching and learning, bleeding and band-aiding. Really. He saved his money and combined it with birthday cash to buy a new deck (that’s the board part) and reinforced skateboarding shoes.
Yesterday, one of the boys in his circle of friends deliberately broke his skateboard in half. While Nicholas has some responsibility in the chain of events, there is no excuse for destroying someone’s property. This was a tough, but valuable life lesson for my son – in friendship, forgiveness, respect and accountability.
He has to earn the money for a new skateboard. His sponsor goals will have to be delayed. His choice of interaction with this boy and his brothers will be tested. He’s out in the garage building a back-up with his wheels and an old deck – so he can continue to practice. He sees hope through his disappointment.