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"A Try Hard"


“A Try Hard”
A new term I’ve heard from some of the high school children of today. “A Try Hard”, is someone who makes a best effort in some skill or subject in school, that they may not be talented in. They study harder.  They train harder.  They are more detailed in their studies or the sport they wish to succeed in becoming good at or at the very least making a team or achieving a better grade.
Upon hearing this phrase, “They are ‘A Try Hard’.” I realized I have always been ‘A Try Hard’.  I can say, most things in my life, I’ve had to train harder, study more, be more patient, care more and well…try harder.
Yes, I have been laughed at throughout the years of my living on this earth. However, I can now say, to all the people, children included who had mocked me when I was a child. There are those who will snicker, mock you, put you down. Yet what I know, is that they definitely may never achieve as much as I  have in a lifetime. That is for certain. Neither will they have ever enjoyed the idea of truly trying harder to do their best at something they may have little or no talent in.
I’ve enjoyed being ‘A Try Hard’.  Doing so, demonstrates the positives in life that are often forgotten in a time of need. Those positives give a person, as well perhaps a society hope, perseverance, caring, and endurance. Qualities all of us human beings need to increase for others on the face of our planet.
“A Try Hard”, is not someone who thinks about what it looks like.  They care that they do their very best in everything every day that they are alive.---Jody-Lynn Reicher


The picture above is of an abandoned baby sea lion. We couldn't save her, but we called the zoo nearby that handled such cases. She was "A Try Hard" to survive. I stood from afar then  I sat, keeping my distance in case one of her own had arrived. I watched her breath. Yet, there was nothing else I could do.
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