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I would like to make it clear, in parenthesis, that I do not blame my parents for their point of view. There is an expiry date on blaming your parents for steering you in the wrong direction; the moment you are old enough to take the wheel, responsibility lies with you. What is more, I cannot criticise my parents for hoping that I would never experience poverty. They had been poor themselves, and I have since been poor, and I quite agree with them that it is not an ennobling experience. Poverty entails fear, and stress, and sometimes depression; it means a thousand petty humiliations and hardships. Climbing out of poverty by your own efforts, that is indeed something on which to pride yourself, but poverty itself is romanticised only by fools. ˳±ãÌáÒ»¾ä£¬ÎÒ±ØÐëÉùÃ÷×Ô¼º²¢Ã»ÓÐΪ¸¸Ä¸µÄ¹Ûµã¶øÔð¹ÖËûÃǵÄÒâ˼¡£Äã²»ÄÜ×ÜÊÇÔð¹Ö¸¸Ä¸Ö¸´íÁË·½Ïò;µ±Ä㳤´ó³ÉÈË¡¢¿ÉÒÔ¶ÀÁ¢ÕƶæµÄʱºò£¬Õâ·ÝÔðÈξÍÓ¦¸ÃÓÉÄã¶ÀÁ¢³Ðµ£ÁË¡£¿öÇÒ£¬¸¸Ä¸Ï£ÍûÎÒÓÀÔ¶¶¼²»Òª¾­ÊÜÆ¶Ç¶øÎÒ²»ÄÜÇ´ÔðÕâÒ»ÆÚÍû¡£ËûÃÇ×Ô¼º±¥ÊÜÆ¶º®Ö®¿à£¬¶øÎÒÒ²Ôø¾­ÊǸöÇîÈË£¬ÎÒÊ®·ÖÔÞͬËûÃǵÄÏë·¨¡ª¡ªÆ¶Çî¾ö²»ÊÇʲô¸ß¹óµÄ¾­Àú¡£°éËæÆ¶Çî¶øÀ´µÄÊǿ־åºÍ½ôÕÅ£¬ÓÐʱ»¹»áÏÝÈëÓÇÉ˾ÚÉ¥Ö®ÖÐ;ÕâЩ¶¼Òâζ×ÅÎÞ¾¡µÄ±°Î¢ºÍ¼èÄÑ¡£Æ¾½è×Ô¼ºµÄÁ¦Á¿ÕõÍÑÆ¶À§

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What I feared most for myself at your age was not poverty, but failure.

At your age, in spite of a distinct lack of motivation at university, where I had spent far too long in the coffee bar writing stories, and far too little time at lectures, I had a knack for passing examinations, and that, for years, had been the measure of success in my life and that of my peers.

I am not dull enough to suppose that because you are young, gifted and well-educated, you have never known hardship or heartbreak. Talent and intelligence never yet inoculated anyone against the caprice of the Fates, and I do not for a moment suppose that everyone here has enjoyed an existence of unruffled privilege and contentment.

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However, the fact that you are graduating from Harvard suggests that you are not very well-acquainted with failure. You might be driven by a fear of failure quite as much as a desire for success. Indeed, your conception of failure might not be too far from the average person's idea of success, so high have you already flown academically

Ultimately, we all have to decide for ourselves what constitutes failure, but the world is quite eager to give you a set of criteria if you let it. So I think it fair to say that by any conventional measure, a mere seven years after my graduation day, I had failed on an epic scale. An exceptionally short-lived marriage had imploded, and I was jobless, a lone parent, and as poor as it is possible to be in modern Britain, without being homeless. The fears my parents had had for me,