{"id":49501,"date":"2026-03-04T08:17:13","date_gmt":"2026-03-04T08:17:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/?p=49501"},"modified":"2026-03-31T12:24:56","modified_gmt":"2026-03-31T12:24:56","slug":"conversion-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/good-night\/conversion-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Conversion"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I get up one morning, I leave the house, there is a pothole in the footpath, I don&#8217;t see it, I fall in.<br \/>\nNext day, I leave the house, forget there\u2019s a pothole in the footpath I fall in. Third day, I leave the house trying to remember that there is a pothole in the footpath, but I don\u2019t remember, and I fall in.<br \/>\nFourth day, I leave the house trying to remember the pothole in the footpath, I remember it, and yet I don\u2019t see the pothole and I fall in. Fifth day, I leave the house, I remember the pothole in the footpath and I walk looking at the ground, I see it, but even if I see it, I fall in.<br \/>\nDay six, I leave the house, I remember the pothole in the footpath, I look for it with my eyes, I see it, I try to jump over it, but I fall in.<br \/>\nSeventh day, I leave the house, I see the pothole, I take a running start, I jump, I brush my toes against the edge on the other side, but it\u2019s not enough and I fall in.<br \/>\nEighth day, I leave the house, see the hole, take a run-up, jump, land on the other side! I feel so proud of having succeeded, I jump for joy&#8230; and as I jump, I fall back into the hole.<br \/>\nDay nine, I leave the house, see the hole, take a running start, jump over it, and continue on my way.<br \/>\nDay ten, only today, I realise that it is more comfortable and safer to walk on the opposite footpath.<\/p>\n<p><em>Life\u2019s road is littered with potholes: habits, vices big and small, annoying failings and yet always the same. In the family we always argue about the same things, we always confess the same sins, we always make the same mistakes. To convert is to take the other footpath.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I get up one morning, I leave the house, there is a pothole in the&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":49494,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"iawp_total_views":11,"footnotes":""},"categories":[104],"tags":[1745,2193,2627,2027],"class_list":["post-49501","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-good-night","tag-councils","tag-education","tag-god","tag-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49501","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=49501"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49501\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":49508,"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49501\/revisions\/49508"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/49494"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=49501"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=49501"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.donbosco.press\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=49501"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}