I got a magic cube on my tenth birthday from my father and it is still with me.
It is a classic one. You know, each of the six faces is covered by nine stickers, each of one of six solid colours: white, red, blue, orange, green, and yellow. I stillremembered the words of my father about the toy when he gave it to me.: this isthe world’s best-selling toy. No wonder it is best-selling, since after nearly two decades, I will still play the magic cubes occasionally, though they are some more complex ones.
It is a novel puzzle at first for me to solve, and it has the clear and simple game rule to follow.Soon I could not put it down. After about one month it naturally turned into a nightmare since it annoyed me every day that I can’t find a single solution.Then curiosity became a pain in my ass and I throw it somewhere in my room. It come back to my life again after two years of oblivion when our family moved house and every corner of the house was scanned. It lied under the sofa with adusty coat. An uncle helping us with packing found it and began to jumble andmess it up. I stood by watching his every finger move attentively. He turnedout to be a magic cube lover. After several minutes he made it. And I shouted out loudly like crazy, cause a bit panic in my family. But I know my love forthe magic cube was reignited. I learnt all the tricks from that uncle, and I can do it as well, though for a relatively more long duration.
You know what the real magic about Rubik’s cube I learned? The importance of seeing the bigger picture: After you have solved the first face of your cube, you need to jumble and mess it up again if you intend to solve the cube in its entirety. Similarly in life, you have toruffle things up once in a while. You need to get out of your comfort zones and take risks if you wanna win the war. Things only get better after they getworse
