Sergeant
Jones burst into the General’s tent and almost forgot to salute. Breathing
heavily, he complained: “You told me to take that hill. I got my troops ready.
We all knew our orders, and when you gave the signal we moved forward right on
cue.”
Without
rising, the General replied: “That you did.”
Jones
leaned on the General’s desk: “So how come bullets started flying around us?
How come all our strategy unraveled and we had to make quick changes? How come,
after fighting almost all day, we weren’t even close to capturing the hill? Did
I do something wrong? Was this some kind of punishment? Because, if it was, I
would have thought you would have told me. I feel deceived and discouraged. I
feel like you abandoned me. I am ashamed to talk with my men. I look like a
failure.”
Now
the General stood and the sergeant stepped back.
“There
are three things, Jones,” he said. “First, you did do what I wanted, but apparently for
the wrong reason. I did not tell you to take that hill. I told you to attack
it. Yes, my ultimate objective is to take it; but there will be several attacks
before that’s done. What you did has taken its toll on the enemy and weakened
him for the next assault.
“Second,
you not only misunderstand my assignment, you became focused on how taking the
hill would look. Your strategy became a strategy of appearances – a well-oiled
and highly polished assault which would reduce the awestruck enemy to surrender
and make you a hero to your men.”
“I
had no such dream,” Jones objected.
“You
must have,” the General replied as the two of them locked eyes. “You have
described the battle as though it was I who was shooting the bullets around
you. You seem to accuse me of unraveling your plans and keeping you in combat
most of the day. May I ask you, Sergeant, who is the enemy here: them or me? Aren’t
attacks supposed to draw fire? Don’t our opponents have strategies as well? And
do not battles involve a constant revision of choices? And, do not even the
best of victories draw blood? Tell me, Jones. Exactly when in the battle did
you begin to blame me? Because it was most likely at that moment your mind
unraveled more than your strategy.
“Had
you come just now with a report of what you accomplished, and what you
discovered about the enemy; had you come energized by the setbacks and seeking
guidance for the next assignment; and had you asked me if you had fulfilled
your duties, my first words to you would have been, 'Sergeant Jones, your work
was spot on.' In fact, I had already prepared a report of commendation to Head-quarters.”
The
sergeant bowed his head.
The
General continued: “You need to know that that report will still be sent. I realize you fought two
battles today. Besides the battle against the enemy outside of
your head; you fought one inside your head. However, your strategy of bringing this to my attention was the strategy of a fighter. Now, let’s talk about tomorrow when Sergeant
Fuller will need your support in another assault.”
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