In my childhood, I had not experienced failure, trouble, or even success; however, my life has changed ever since I failed to join the school team as a piano player.  After the sixth time I finished playing, a teacher told me that I had no ability to play.  Although I cried, I knew what the teacher told me was true; that on the piano, I am clumsy and slow.
  One day, as I lay on my bed thinking about my problem, I saw a spider over my head getting ready to weave her web. I watched her as she toiled slowly and with great care./

  Six times she tried to throw her frail thread from one beam to another, and six times it fell short.

  "Poor thing" I thought. "You too, know what it is to fail."

  But the spider did not lose hope with the sixth failure. With still more care, she got ready to try for the seventh time.
  I almost forgot my own trouble as I watched her swing herself out upon the slender line. Would she fail again? No! The thread was carried safely to the beam, and fastened there.

  "I too, will try a seventh time!" I cried.

  "The real failure is when you stop trying."  Even now I still remember this sentence my mother had told me when I finally got on the school team after trying seven times.  I still remember the day that little spider taught me a lesson.  It makes me feel as though I have really grown up.