Level Two. Appeal.
Level Two. Appeal.
By Michelle Lloyd.
Mustering the appeal to do anything had a lot to do with engagement and enthusiasm. If he felt passion for a subject then off he would go and run with it. However if he did not feel it in terms of like it or find it of interest then Little Herbert would not want to go near it all.
Assertive and adept at his attitude to the appeal of things, Little Herbert found that in life most situations required a decisions about involvement and he found that his stick to his own route was the best for him. He was fine about this theory and even absolutely brilliant remaining faithful to it. However, at school his philosophy was about to be tested, and there was a situation that could be a might trickier upon which for him to embark.
It was easy to get himself drawn into a situation which required questions and thought, but far harder to then decide on the finer details. Did it have an appeal for him? Did he love it, could he give it his all? If not, then he did not want to test it out.
Each time Little Herbert found himself putting himself only up for the tasks he knew he could do well at, those he had some stirring of a passion or at least a liking for and all too quickly, he became known for not wanting to test the waters of anything outside of his comfort zone.
It was tough for Little Herbert and he felt nobody understood that he found it a lonely path to tread. In the end it took a rather startling turn of events to shock Little Herbert into drastic measures. It was as he found himself at school one day, his friend became passionate about a trip that he was going on. He invited Little Herbert along to the beach, and almost having broken out in a cold sweat because of it, Little Herbert found himself actively trying to avoid his friend’s enquiring gaze. He knew what he wanted from him. He did not like the open water though and even the thought of it struck fear into his very heart.
After a string of increasingly odd and ridiculously seeming excuses and hesitations, Little Herbert started to see the look of confusion and even hurt cross his friend’s face. This was the time when he knew that his backing off anything other than an idea he felt passionate or safe about, far from helping to put his loved ones first, was actually harming his relationship with them.
Something had to be done about it and Little Herbert had to bite the bullet, get in there and get on with it. Having approached his friend, he took a deep breath and agreed to go along with him and his family. Then he closed his eyes in anticipation for what he thought was going to be a most horrendous experience.
It was down on the beach the day of the trip, when the beaming smile that came from his friend was enough to boost Little Herbert’s insecurity about it. The subsequent trip to the beach had not too bad. They had indulged in treats and even the salty, freshest of air had not been as bracing as he had expected. He had surprised himself in how far he could get up to the water’s edge, with a little bit of encouragement, coaxing and observation of his friend and his family. It meant that his participation in the decision making won him his own sense of independence, it gained a lot of praise from everybody who had gone with them. Even though he had not thought of doing it before, had not loved the idea of it at first or had it been that appealing, it turned out to be one of the best decisions that Little Herbert had ever made.