{"id":138,"date":"2011-03-23T22:39:35","date_gmt":"2011-03-24T06:39:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/?p=138"},"modified":"2011-03-29T22:40:00","modified_gmt":"2011-03-30T06:40:00","slug":"lesson-learnt","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/2011\/03\/23\/lesson-learnt\/","title":{"rendered":"Lesson learnt"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Not surprisingly, the greatest lesson I have ever learned came from my dad. He is the most well respected, confident and intelligent individual I know, and he is my inspiration. Like myself, my parents were both born and raised in Vancouver with \u2018Canadian\u2019 attitudes. Because I fully respect and honor my parents\u2019 decisions, I usually comply with their \u201crules\u201d and respect their decisions.<\/p>\n<p>Now, my parents don\u2019t ask for much. This is what I love about them; however, the one thing my dad habitually emphasizes is for my sister and I to always do our best. Whether the feat be something as simple as completing a homework assignment or as admirable as winning a gold medal, the most important thing, A+ or F, win or lose, is that the task was done to the best of our ability. Only then would they be proud, and the outcome irrelevant.<\/p>\n<p>I carry this lesson with me for whatever I do. If I go to an interview and don\u2019t get the position, my parents, nor I, can be disappointed in myself if I gave it my best shot. Obviously I would be disappointed if I sincerely wanted the job, but I wouldn\u2019t beat myself over it. I strive to make my parents proud, and I know I do them proud when I try to do my best \u2013 what more could anyone ask for?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Not surprisingly, the greatest lesson I have ever learned came from my dad. He is the most well respected, confident and intelligent individual I know, and he is my inspiration. Like myself, my parents were both born and raised in Vancouver with \u2018Canadian\u2019 attitudes. Because I fully respect and honor my parents\u2019 decisions, I usually [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3213,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-138","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/138","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3213"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=138"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/138\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":141,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/138\/revisions\/141"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=138"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=138"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/laureljay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=138"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}