HE KEPT looking at himself in the mirror and thinking << Why? >> He remembered having spent hours studying the technique, the style, all the movements. The more he watched, the more convinced he became of how easy it was. But he ignored the value of experience, of continuous practice. He let himself be carried away by impatience, by overconfidence. How sorry he was!
Now I could not go out without feeling ashamed. Everyone would see that he wanted to usurp another and I did not succeed.
He imagined laughter and teasing. Just thinking about it was already unbearable. His colleagues in the office would spend weeks remembering him. His wife warned him many times: "It's crazy what you plan to do!
But still he did. He waited to be alone in the house, so no one could stop him. He looked in the drawer of his wardrobe, took out the sharp scissors and, believing himself to be a barber, gave himself a brilliant cut; or that he believed. He wanted the model he had seen in a magazine, but he did not dare to ask his usual barber; and there were no more barber shops in the entire city.
A slip ruined his sleep and he had no choice but to cut his damaged hair.
In front of the mirror, now I learned the lesson. He did not learn it in a school, he did not learn it in a church; his father did not show it to him. His teacher was the experience. He will never forget the meaning of the phrase: "shoemaker to your shoe".
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