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Last week, we visited the duck park.
It's not called the duck park...the park is named after the lake. But we didn't go to visit the lake, we went to visit the ducks. It should be called the duck park.
The duck park has ducks, and a lake, and trees, and big open spaces, and a playground with whatever that thing in the picture above is.
It provided lots of opportunities for climbing: We climbed down the muddy banks to visit the ducks; we climbed up trees growing alongside the water; we climbed across the playground's floating quidditch-rings(?).
Watching the boys climb, it occurs to me that climbing isn't a natural ability—it's a skill improved with practice. Well, it's at least a nature/nurture sort of thing...longer limbs clearly help with climbing, the activity favors certain body-types, but it definitely requires experience.
I spent more of my childhood climbing than Calvin and Lawrence do. I bet it correlates with spending so much time unsupervised...and that's probably my generation's version of 'walking to school in the snow, up-hill both ways'.
I remember climbing neighbor's fences, gates, monkey bars, and trees at the park. I remember getting scratches and splinters on my hands and scuffed knees. I remember my joints hurting when I fell from too high up.
On our walks, we sometimes pass the same trees I used to climb as a kid. Calvin and Lawrence aren't naturally drawn to climb them. I don't know if it's just because the trees are bigger now, or maybe it's our different nurturing.
I like watching Calvin and Lawrence climb. I want to encourage them to do it more. Even, and especially when it results in scrapes and splinters.
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In Tyler Cowen's book about talent, he talks about climbing the right hierarchies. We have skills and abilities that we can apply to climb and excel in different domains. The domains where we choose to apply ourselves to matter a great deal.
Tyler's personal example of this is that he was a good chess player as a child. Continuing to play as a teen, he realized (1) the top of the chess hierarchy wasn't where he wanted to end up and (2) he wasn't a great chess player so he wasn't likely to end up there anyways.
He chose to play a different game, which seems to have worked out for him.
The point isn't that he chose not to climb. Tyler is one of the most prolific readers/writers/thinkers I know of. He devotes himself to climbing everyday. He just chooses to climb a Tyler Cowen hierarchy (economics, cultures, intellectual interests) instead of a chess hierarchy.
Source: ClickHole​
​Talent by Tyler Cowen and Daniel Gross​
​Principles by Nabeel Qureshi​
​Climbing the wrong hill by Chris Dixon​
​The Tyranny of Convenience by Tim Wu​
​Akin's Laws of Spacecraft Design by Dave Akins​
​The Long Night of the Soul by Jonathan Tjarks​
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