The next day, I went to my teacher and told her that I deserved to be on the A team. As a young sixth grader, I wasn’t aware that you were not supposed to ask to be on a team. Unsurprisingly, I was told that there was always “next year” and that I would do “great” on the B team. Being so young, I was impatient and couldn’t wait until next year. But after re-interpreting the situation (and a day of complaining), I learned a crucial lesson: Not everything is under my control, especially critical decisions. So, I waited. I focused to strive on the B team, so the next year, I would have greater chance at making the A team. And, amazingly, I…