Grit The Power of Passion and Perseverance

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Growing up, I heard the word virtuoso a lot. It was forever my father who brought it up. He got a kick out of the chance to state, in regards to nothing at all, “You know, that is no joke!” This declaration may come in the middle of supper, during a business break for The Love Boat, or after he flopped down on the lounge chair with the Wall Street Journal. I don’t recollect how I reacted. Perhaps I professed not to hear. My father’s considerations went much of the time to virtuoso, ability, and who had more than whom. He was profoundly worried about how keen he was. He was deeply concerned with how brilliant his family was. I wasn’t the main issue. My father didn’t think my sibling and sister were geniuses, either. By his measuring stick, none of us matched Einstein. Apparently, this was an extraordinary disillusionment. Father stressed that this intellectual handicap would constrain what we’d in the end accomplish in life.