During a livelihood project we aimed to train a poverty stricken community in fine dress making. The techniques were not difficult, but they took patience and commitment. I knew the community lost almost everything in a recent typhoon, but I was doing them a disservice to accept poor quality results. I looked at one of the handmade roses from crocheted fabric. It was the worse I had seen all day.
Making a joke I explained how it felt less like a rose and more like a rock. I asked the maker if she could try again. Her eyes looked sad and a bit embarrassed. She returned a few more times and showed me what she had done.
The rock maker turned her material to beautiful roses. She did not allow the mistake deter her instead she found a new way of making it, even better than the training originally offered. I brought her downstairs to the other group and spoke of her success. Even if you are at the bottom of the heap and it seems that you do not stand a chance do not be discourage be determined!