with a high degree of skill and success can develop an overblown sense of their
Helping put a golfer’s
achievements in perspective is this essay written in 1978 by Patrick Caton,
10 years of age, from Bermuda.
feeling rather embarrassed. Here I
was, an adventurous golf ball sitting in a shop window with everyone staring at
me. I would rather be knocked about
a golf course than sit here doing nothing.
It was nearing
my third day in the shop window when I was bought. I thought I would finally see a golf
course. The buyer took me to this
house and put me in a golf bag. I
found another golf ball who told me that there was a golf tournament the next
day. I then fell into contented
sleep thinking that at last I would see a golf course.
tournament I was taken out of the bag and teed off with a mighty “Whack.” I sailed down the fairway and landed
with a thump on the grass. My owner
came up and sailed me away again and again.
After the first
few holes I was feeling sore. I was
dirty and exhausted from those mighty “Whacks and Thumps.” I wanted to rest but my owner wouldn’t
allow me. I just had to score hole
after hole. As I neared the
eighteenth hole, I felt that I was going to fall apart. I was not used to this rough
treatment. With a last “Whack” – I
landed within two inches from a ten-foot putt. My owner putted me into the hole and
took me out again. The spectators
cheered wildly, whistled and stomped their feet. When I looked around and saw this, I
muttered slowly to myself, “I do all the work and he gets all the
So, if any of
us who teach or should those who enjoy our instruction, happen to temporarily
master the game, remember – “Nothing is ever accomplished