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Wrestling with Humility By Jacob Siderman T his photo means a lot to me. It was taken on February 18, 2017 in the completely empty San Marin High School boys’ locker room. Just before taking this picture, I had won the wrestling match that secured me third place in the league and a spot at the North Coast Section wrestling tournament. After three years of being a part of this team, this family, it is probably the end of the road for me with them. When I stepped on the mat for the first time as a sophomore, I was incredibly out-of-shape; I weighed over 180 pounds, had no semblance of self-esteem, had never had to work hard, and still thought of myself very highly—but for all the wrong reasons. In this photo I weighed 151 pounds, and I had more confidence in myself, and in my abilities, than I had ever had before. This is because I had experienced years of testing my mental and physical limits, and I like to think that I was, and am, more humble. These last three years have been hard—full of immense amounts of experiences and self-realization. Voluntarily showing up after seven hours of school to essentially be beaten up for two more hours by wrestlers who were much better than me—is humbling. Waking up at 4am to drive for hours to a tournament, only to 36 MARIN ARTS & CULTURE be eliminated after two matches without scoring more than a few points—is humbling. Accepting that you are not that knowledgeable, and must be taught and trained how to do things by others—is humbling. Working, helping, teaching, and contributing at every possible opportunity—is humbling. Each of these experiences forces one to think, or to learn, or to do. Because of these experiences, I am a better human being. I feel an obligation to myself and to others, to bring out the best in humanity. I know that I can overcome any challenge that I may face by problem-solving, seeking guidance, or harnessing the sheer force of will. Because I had the privilege of sharing these experiences with a group of fine young men, I like to believe that I am part of a brotherhood. We have given to each other and received in kind. We have studied together, cried on one another’s shoulders, and we’ve also gotten into some trouble together. I consider them to be an extension of my family. As I move on to promising experiences outside of Tamalpais High School and Marin, I would like to thank my parents, coaches, teammates, friends, brother, school counselors, coworkers, pupils and teachers for these last four unforgettable years.  I am so very grateful—thank you. MAC