When I think back to my childhood, I recall a number of ridiculous and embarrassing memories. A reason for this must be because from a young age, I was always very competitive. To this day I love to win and be noticed for my accomplishments. Whenever I find myself in a competition, I push myself to do better than I am actually able todo. In the winter, of grade 1 I experienced a traumatic incident due to this peculiarity. From this experience,however, I took away a very important lesson. I remember examining the winter sky in a Sunday evening. I watched as the churlish clouds that that roared loudly from the snowy storm clear the sky. I could not wait until the next day when I would play with the newly fallen snow. Monday morning had finally