Remember that time you tried to teach me to juggle and I couldn't make it past three.  One.  Two.  Three.  and I never got back to one.  Never could keep the rotation going, always a break in my rhythm after one cycle.  You were so good at throwing spheres.. and catching them... over and over again.  What was it?  Where did I go wrong?  Throwing?  Catching?

Remember that time you tried to teach me to fly?  There I was gliding through the air on high.  Lifted up by the whift of wind from your wings, and propelled by your fire, there I was, until it was all up to me.  I couldn't hold on.  There I was, unable to catch on to the secret of flight.  What did I miss back then?  What's your secret strength?