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Don’t Be A Jerk About Participation Medals
Let’s set the stage: It’s early morning, and you’re lined up for your first half marathon. After months of training, you’re finally here, confronting the nerves that come with that starting gun. You remember the days spent lounging on the couch, scrolling through your phone. But today is different. You’ve set a goal, and you’re determined to see it through.
As the race kicks off, you find your rhythm. Sure, your pace might resemble a brisk shuffle more than a graceful run, but this isn’t about perfection. It’s about finishing, and before you know it, you’re nearing the finish line. The crowd thins out, but who cares? You know everyone gets a medal, and you can’t wait to post a selfie with yours on social media.
With your legs feeling like jelly, you cross that finish line and look around, expecting to be met with celebration. But instead of a medal, a volunteer simply pats your back and offers a casual “Good job.” Really? After all the effort, that’s it? This isn’t just disappointing; it’s infuriating.
Ah, the harsh reality of adulting—no participation trophies here. But let’s be real; adults have their own versions of participation rewards. We don’t call them trophies, but they’re there: think wine, binge-watching Netflix, or even a fancy new pair of shoes. We’ve all got our coping mechanisms, and let’s not kid ourselves—sex is probably the biggest trophy of all.
And yet, there’s a double standard when it comes to kids. I once volunteered to mentor a group of elementary school girls. Some were eager, others less so, but all were doing their best. At the end of the year, everyone received a unique certificate and a small trinket. It was important to let each girl know, “I see you.” This acknowledgment matters; nobody should feel like they’re going through life alone.
Childhood should be a time for encouragement, not harsh judgments. They’ll encounter enough challenges later on, so why not celebrate their efforts now? Until adults stop expecting trophies for simply showing up, I’ll be handing out participation medals like confetti—because every kid deserves to be recognized for trying.
So to all the kids out there giving it their all, I see you. And to the naysayers? Just lighten up.
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In summary, while adults might scoff at participation trophies, the truth is we all need a little validation sometimes. Encouraging kids now sets them up for resilience later on. So let’s celebrate every effort, no matter how small!