Worth More Than a Thousand Words
You know that quote that says the best things in life are free?
I think it’s misleading.
As it turns out, the best things in life are the ones that you have to work the hardest to accomplish. The best things are the ones you have sacrificed the most for, the things you’ve been tempted to give up on yet persevered.
Free things? Something you’ve been handed, something you haven’t sweated to earn? Those are things taken for granted.
Today we bought Igor a bicycle.
He said in Ukraine he tried to ride a bike once, but he fell off and got hurt. We promised we would teach him how to ride.
Yes, he’s an eleven year old boy who has never had the opportunity to do something as simple and fun as bike riding.
Picking out a helmet.
When we got home he was very excited to ride his bike. Unfortunately he was not immediately an expert BMX biker doing fancy tricks like he had imagined he would be.
He ended up screaming and crying outside on the sidewalk, then stomping in the house to pout.
He came back outside again to join us about five minutes later and he kept trying.
This in itself was shocking. Usually challenges are met with frustration, and from then on out anytime the subject is brought up the immediate answer would be, “My is no.”
After some more frustration, but less crying, Igor actually rode the bike!
“My is do it!” He screamed. “You see? My is do it, small fast!”
He couldn’t believe it.
Later he said, “I cry, cry, then no cry, then ride! Dis bike!! Big ride! Fast!”
(I heart his English skills.)
Later in the kitchen Tyler told Igor he was proud of him. Then he typed it on Google translate for Igor to read, just so he definitely understood.
The look on that kid’s face.
It’s not possible for me to describe that moment.
Has anyone ever said those words to him before?
For Igor, this was a pinnacle moment in his life.
It also was for Tyler and me–in a different way. How many times have we patiently (and sometimes not so patiently) dealt with hours of screaming and crying, hyperactivity, stubbornness, violence, and pure insanity, never knowing but always hoping it was making a difference.
When we were putting the bikes away this evening Igor asked Tyler if we could go riding again tomorrow.
I happened to be holding my phone, so I snapped a picture. It’s worth more than a thousand words.
The best things in life aren’t free, are they? They’re the things you work the hardest to earn.