A Childhood Lesson on Goal Setting: "Keep One Eye on the Goal, Two on The Process"

Most of our adult philosophies are established from ourin football team selection process. Maybe, just maybe, I
childhood experiences. One of the lessons from mywould be picked first now. My skills and talent would
youth is to "keep one eye on the goal but two on thebe known to everyone. At this very moment, the
process." It's a lesson I learned about walking the lineentire neighborhood and all of its children would
between personal ambition and public praise. I learnedrecognize my total dominance of the "Great Fence." I
this lesson the hard way.would go down in neighborhood history as the one
There was lengthy, wired fence that surrounded awho did the fence. The Tiger Woods of fence walking.
school for disabled children near my home. As children,As these thoughts faded and my attention came back
we used to have a local boys competition. We wouldinto the moment, I realized that I was on a ten feet tall
see who could scale this fence and walk the lengthfence and losing my balance. My body began shaking
the furthest distance. The challenge was to keep yourviolently. I tightened every stomach muscle I had. I
balance while walking forward and making it furtherflapped my arms to the left to balance my rightward
than anyone before. It required an enormous amountlean. Then, I flapped my arms to the right to balance
of focus, patience and determination. I remember mymy leftward lean. This shifting and see-sawing lasted
most successful and last experience "walking thefor what seemed to be an eternity. The yells and
fence."screams of the other boys began to rise louder and
I was the youngest of all the contestants on this warmlouder. I heard Drummond say, "Jump Down! HARLAN
summer day. My brother, Drummond and several olderJUMP DOWNNNNNN!!"
boys had taken their turns on the seemingly ten feetI remember thinking, "jump down and give it all up. Give
tall fence. And it was now my turn. I swallowed myup this opportunity of a life time. Give up my day in the
fear and quickly mounted the fence. I carefullySun. Give up my chance to win BIG. No Way! All I
straddled the fence as I planted my feet and slowlyneed to do is get to the pole. Unbalance and sloppy, I
stood erect. I was proud to be standing on my ownleaped forward; one step and then two. No form or
two feet. It must have been reminiscent of the firstfunction, I moved forward. As I reached the end of the
primate's steps toward humanity.fence, my left foot slipped to the left and my right foot
I focused my eyes on my my feet and theirflew to the right. My body flew forward. And I landed
relationship with the fence. I took one step forward as Icrouch first onto the fence. The pain of manhood
raised my arms like wings for balance in the wind. Myparalyzed my body. Stiff from head to toe I fell from
entire body wobbled as I tried to keep control of mythe fence down to the ground.
destiny. With one step down, I went for two and thenI remember awakening up to a blurry blue sky filled
three steps. The distant heckles and laughs from thewith nappy headed boys surrounding me with panic on
onlookers began to fade away. I knew that I wastheir faces. As the sky became clearer the boy's
becoming a threat to the previous record. My tremblingfaces changed. Their teeth began to show and laughs
body stabilized. Then, step four and five. I was almoststarted to pour out of them. The ringing of the pain
to the end of the fence. The turning post had to besubsided as Drummond helped me to my feet. I was
near. I lifted my head to see how far I had to go. Itnow famous, for reasons unforeseen. And I had made
was only three or four steps away. Inside, I began toit further than any one else had ever gone. The victory
glow with pride. I was going to show them all. I was onwas bitter sweet.
top. No longer was I going to be "Drummond's littleThe lesson I learned on that summer day in a
brother." My great feat would promote me to heightsUniversity City park near Fullerton Street was to stay
in the summer social sports line up I had neverfocused on the task at hand. And if you must look at
dreamed. Maybe, I would move up in the picking orderthe goal, do it before you get started.