The toddler doesn't count her falls—she's too busy discovering gravityis negotiable. Watch her: knees kissing groundlike old friends, hands splayed in wonder.She doesn't know she's supposed to beembarrassed. No one's taught her yetthat falling means failure.
She thinks it means floor angels,new perspectives, the chance to practiceher dinosaur crawl. Tomorrow she'll run.Today she's conducting experimentsin resilience, writing the thesis:"Down is just another direction to explore."