A few years back, I volunteered as a referee in a youth soccer
tournament. Hundreds of kids ranging in age from 6 to 15 enjoyed 2 days of
intense soccer games. Many more parents, grand parent, aunts, uncles and
friends cheered for their favorite teams. On Sunday afternoon the top teams
from each age group assembled at various fields through-out the community to
battle thru the finals. At the end of the day, the organizers awarded all the
players with a coupon for a free burger and drink at McDonalds and a bright
yellow ribbon that stated they
had been a ‘Participant’. As I watched the faces of the multitude and listened to the comments of both adult and child alike, it was obvious that there was a significant divide. Some felt that the participant award meant that there were no winners and others believed that everyone was a winner.
had been a ‘Participant’. As I watched the faces of the multitude and listened to the comments of both adult and child alike, it was obvious that there was a significant divide. Some felt that the participant award meant that there were no winners and others believed that everyone was a winner.
Generally speaking, we see that the
acceptance of the ‘all inclusive’ model is largely adjusted by the age of group
being polled. The longer you have been alive, the stronger you believe that
awarding personal achievement and strong teamwork nurtures the natural instinct
to strive for improvement and rise above those competing around us. At the
other end of the scale is the belief that everyone has equal value and that by
focusing more energy on supporting those lagging behind we give them the same
opportunity to succeed as everyone else. That awarding the ‘winners’ diminishes
the achievements of those behind them.
I grew up in an era when the ‘all
inclusive’ model was just starting to gain some momentum. In grade school, I
can remember the winners at our track meet, were awarded 1st , 2nd , and 3rd
place ribbons. In some events the awards went as deep as 5th or 6th. All others
got the coveted Participant award. I also remember that at the end of the day,
the field and sidewalks were littered with yellow ribbons. As I got older and
became involved in community, provincial and eventually national competition
the ubiquitous yellow ribbon quickly disappeared. As I look back, I begin to
understand the difference. In school, it was important to get everyone
involved. We didn’t know who was good at what until someone convinced them to
try. To award a kid for giving something a try was a good thing. Those were not
so much “competitions” as they were “Try-outs”. Handing out the BIG awards was
also important as it gave a target, a reason to work a little harder than the
guy next to you.
I look at my generation now and I see that
most of us have found that place in society where we naturally fit. Some are
doctors, some are grocery clerks. One of the kids I played football with in the
park after school, is now one of Canada’s highest ranking leaders in our armed
forces. Some of the kids I went to school with have slipped through the cracks
and wound up in prison or worse. There is, for the most part, a very real
correlation to the amount of ambition, drive, and determination that we had as
kids and the place we found for ourselves in society. When we got out of school
we understood that there were a finite number of jobs out there and that only
the most determined, with the right skills and aptitude would get the most
sought after positions. Just because you participated in school and graduated
didn’t mean a thing. From now on Darwin was in back in charge.
The generation I see wandering the streets
today are complaining that it is impossible to find work, the government isn’t
doing enough to ensure the economic growth needed to provide good paying jobs
for everyone. Those students moving through our education system today are
indoctrinated at an early age that if you are having a hard time keeping up,
put up your hand and we will slow things down so you can catch up. You see them
now, after graduation, still putting up there hand and asking the world to slow
down so they can catch up. I do not blame the guy with his hand up. I blame the
guy that told him that society needs to be more accommodating. That we need to
stop competing with each other. We all need to take a breath, stop and wait for
others. What are the chances that you are going to step aside from a promotion
because the guy in the cubicle next to deserves a chance to move up too? The
same guy that always comes in a half hour after you and leaves a half hour
before you. I understand the need to reduce the number of people falling
behind. I also see that the competition for the jobs is getting tougher. I do
not, however, believe that the answer is to produce a mediocre generation that
feels that just because they participate in society they should get the same
reward as everyone else.
A recent poll suggests that Canadians are
pretty tolerant of our multiculturalism. Just over 20% of Canada’s residents
are foreign born. One thing that sets most of them apart from Canadian born
residents is the belief that nothing in life is free. If you want something you
will have to work for it. There is resentment among Canadians that all these
immigrants are taking jobs that could be filled by Canadians. Really? If you
are more qualified than the applicant next to you, you will likely get the job.
Ask our unemployed Canadians if they applied for the minimum wage position at
the convenience store, or the night clerk position at the rural motel. In North
East BC employers are screaming to find workers. The oil and gas industry is
paying $60,000 to $70,000 per year for a laborer! Nearly every convenience
store is staffed with immigrant workers. We still have a local unemployment
rate of 6%. Most of those unemployed are Canadian born residents that won’t
apply for the $14/hr job because his buddy is making $27/hr in the patch and
he’s holding out for a good job. More and more foreign born residents are
moving into the area. They are filling jobs that Canadian born residents could
be filling, but they feel are beneath them.
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