For his birthday, my son recieved a board game. Sunday night he was in such a foul mood, which kept increasing each time he lost. He pouted, just as any 6 year old would. I said to him, "Don't worry about it. We will play hundreds of games over your lifetime. Some you would win, some you will lose. You may feel badly that you lose, but when you pout and cry and carry on, you will make someone else feel badly that they won. Would you like it if someone made you feel badly that you won?"
Fast forward to last night. I never saw him shower so quickly. "Mommy don't forget we are playing again tonight." So after we were all cleaned up, we spread the game out on the floor. We were playing the game "Trouble". In order to get your pieces out onto the game board, you have to roll a 6. First roll out, he gets a 6. After about 8 or 9 tries, I still hadn't rolled a 6, but each of his four game pieces are out and about on the board. I said to him, "You must really want to win."
He said to me, "Yes Mommy I really do. Didn't you see the trophy that the winner gets?" And points to the air at his imaginary trophy. I said, "Wow, that is a beautiful trophy". He told me "Sorry mommy, but the trophy is mine when I win". So here he goes, just moving his pieces all around having the best time. I finally get one or two pieces out, but by now 3 of his pieces are at "Home Base" and the fourth is coming into the home stretch.
He counts 3 spaces left that he needs to win, and his next roll is a 3. He looks me dead in the face and says to me, "See, I told you I was going to win". He put his trophy in his pocket and then proceeded to trounce me 2 more times. He fell asleep later with a smile on his face.
While we were cleaning up, I asked him how did he know he would win. He told me he thought about it all day and because he had heard me say if you really want something you have to believe that you can do it. He then asked me if I was going to cry and stomp and be sad because I lost. I said, "No honey. I am happy that you won because it is something you really wanted." He then said to me ,"Mommy, I am sorry that I was bad last night when I lost and you won. I promise that I won't do that again because I want you to be happy. But, I am glad that I won."
It is our job to teach our children, but sometimes we have to learn to let them teach us...
ASK to win
BELIEVE you will win and see that trophy waiting for us
RECIEVE the win
Hope everyone has a winning day.