I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work. (Thomas Edison)

I promised my little one a bunny if she will make her bed every day and have her room all tidied up. That was in February, and all the time to the end of school year, her room was shining:) So I had to keep my promise. And we bought one, Blacky (’cause she is all black). Then older daughter wanted her own bunny, too and after few weeks we bought another one, Princess (she is white).

Of course we bought everything that comes along – little cage, brush, toilet, … everything. And after a while, when Blacky was growing rapidly, we decided to get the fence, so she can be outside sometimes. We purchased two equal fences, one for outside and one for the kitchen, because the cage was becoming too small and we happen to have some space.

One day we sat in the garden and Blacky came jumping to us. We looked at each other, wondering how she got there. And soon realised, she jumped (or rather climbed) over the fence. In order not to worry where she is, we bought a net to cover her place. She tries to jump over even to this day.

But… they have the same fence in the kitchen. It’s where they are, when they can’t be outside (at nights, when we are at work and children in school, when it is raining…). And she never even tries to jump over.

Isn’t it funny how she sees the fence diferently? Maybe because there is not so much open space around? Or maybe she tried and didn’t succeed? And she just stopped trying?

Makes me wonder about our own perceptions? Do we always try no matter what? Even if we believe that we did it once and failed? Do we try again?

What about the children? Do you inspire them to keep trying? Do you motivate them to ignore mistakes? Or learn from the failures and keep trying?