OLD HABITS. NEW MASTERS.
As children, we waited for stars and marks
They decided how we felt about ourselves
We grew older
The system did not change
Only the faces did
Teachers became bosses
Stars became ratings
And once again, we wait to be told how we did
Here is the uncomfortable truth
Appraisals matter
But not as much as you think
What matters more is something no appraisal captures
Are you even on the right path
Because you can score well and still be stuck
You can score average and still be moving forward
An appraisal is a moment
It is not momentum
It is a gate
Not the garden
If your rating made you happy, anxious, or restless
Pause and ask a harder question
Am I building something that actually matters to me
I wrote about this in my latest Mint article. Link in the first comment
As children, we waited for stars and marks
They decided how we felt about ourselves
We grew older
The system did not change
Only the faces did
Teachers became bosses
Stars became ratings
And once again, we wait to be told how we did
Here is the uncomfortable truth
Appraisals matter
But not as much as you think
What matters more is something no appraisal captures
Are you even on the right path
Because you can score well and still be stuck
You can score average and still be moving forward
An appraisal is a moment
It is not momentum
It is a gate
Not the garden
If your rating made you happy, anxious, or restless
Pause and ask a harder question
Am I building something that actually matters to me
I wrote about this in my latest Mint article. Link in the first comment
