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September 19, 2014 § 2 Comments
I’m not sure what age, or what experience, causes us to appreciate when someone is better at something that we are, as opposed to resenting him or her for their superiority. Whatever age or achievement that is, I’m glad about it. I’m not the only helper at the farm. There have been multiple workers, like me, who come and go. Some I’ve had more fun with than others, some left before I could write down their full names, and each has been significantly better at something (many things) than I am.