There is no better school than y defeat, every heartbreak,every loss, contains its own seed, its own lesson on how to improve myperformance next r again will I contribute to my downfall by refusingto face the truth and learn from my past use I know: gems cannotshine without polish, and I can not perfect myself without hardship.
Now I know that there are no times in life when opportunity, the chance tobe and do gathers so richly about my soul when it has to suffer cruel everything depends on whether I raise my head or lower it in seeking ever I am struck down, in the future, by any terrible defeat, I will inquireof myself, after the first pain has passed, how I can turn that adversity a great opportunity that moment may present……to take the bitter rootI am holding and transform it into fragrant garden of flowers.
Always will I seek the seed of triumph in every adversity.