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One of the things I do to help out around the house is eat food that needs to be eaten. For example, Nikki might look in the fridge say, “oh my, that squash should really be eaten soon,” and I’ll say, “Don’t worry. I’m on it!” This helps me figure out what to eat, which is something I often have trouble deciding.
The other day, Nikki told me that the milk needed to be drunk soon, and so, like the helpful person that I am, I drank the milk. The next day at breakfast, Nikki looked pleased to see I’d nearly finished the carton and said, “Eva, excellent job drinking all that milk!”
I shrugged demurely. “I’m very talented.”
If only that was all it really took…
It makes me wonder about talent. What does it mean, exactly? And do I have it?
Today I showed Nate some of the videos on my brother’s website. If anyone is talented in my family, it’s my brother, Deven Langston, who is an artist specializing in motion graphics. In addition computer animation and photography, here is a list of things Deven can do: ride a unicycle, sew his own clothes, juggle, play drums, do yo-yo tricks, build a computer, ride his bike while playing the guitar, and befriend everyone in the world.
The thing about my brother, from what I can tell, is that he has very little fear and a healthy amount of confidence. Let’s take the unicycle, for example. He learned to ride it about eight years ago when we were visiting family in South Carolina. My aunt and uncle had bought my cousin, Tyler, a unicycle, and Tyler had been trying for months to try to ride it with little success.
The whole family went out in the driveway to give the unicycle a try. When it was my turn, I hung onto a car while attempting to get onto the unicycle seat, but I was too afraid to let go because it seemed like I would just fall right on my face. I couldn’t seem to get my balance well enough to let go.
Meanwhile, Deven just hopped on and started pedaling. Fifteen minutes later, he was unicycling up and down the cul-de-sac. “You can’t hesitate,” he told me. “You have to start pedaling immediately.”
Often times I think that I need a perfect situation in order to start a big writing project. Even here on the Cape I’ve been getting annoyed when I have to tutor all morning because it disrupts my writing schedule. But if I were truly talented, writing would just be pouring out of me all the time and these little things wouldn’t stop me – right?
Talent is hard to measure. It means you have a natural aptitude to do something, but it doesn’t necessarily mean you do it. And who cares about your talent if you never use it?
My brother certainly has talent, but his talents truly shine because of his attitude. He doesn’t think too hard – he just goes for it.
Maybe I have a talent for writing, and maybe I don’t. To find out I have to stop waiting to find my balance and start pedaling. All I need is momentum to keep from fall flat on my face.