A moment of divine success

I once heard that the concept of an event is a human construction; there are no events as we remember them, but everything is one giant, unbeginning, unending "event." Events occur when we attribute meaning to segments of that existence. Events, then, are outside of time. An event can never happen, but can only have already happened.

An event:

Once, when I was in sixth grade, I was at sixth grade camp. We as the collective sixth grade were given a task: each child, with the use of a single octagonal piece of foam, was to cross a field of snow without touching the snow itself. The task could only be completed as a unit, although the class immediately attempted to cross individually. I knew how to cross.

I thought, these girls I know, they are perfect students. My friends are smart. They know this and they are more prepared to show the class how. But nobody said anything. I thought, this is a simple puzzle. These girls know how to do it. Those girls later became the perfect grade, AP students at my high school. Valedictorians. Salutatorians. Whatever. nobody said anything.

I asked a camp leader, can I try something? He made the classes listen to me. I said, lets try this. We did. It worked. For that moment, I was smarter, more successful, more capable than the people that would be better than me for the rest of school. These girls are med students now. Graduated and working on their doctorates. I am trying to finish a BA in English. But I knew how to cross the snow in sixth grade.