So, here we were making plans about what classes to enroll the kids in as Summer came knocking and Soccer was not an option anymore. My little one had been attending a cheer leading class, for the previous weeks . As it was, we were not very happy about the way it went for her, so had been having these thoughts of enrolling her in some gym class or some form of dance classes.
The cheer leading classes got over, and it was time for the Regional Competition. We were not all that enthusiastic or hopeful about it as the little team was only just about reaching there.
The Competition turned out to be quite a big affair. Level 1 (Division 1) Competition was done first and there were around 14 teams for our team to compete against. Some of the performances were cute and some funny, like the "I am Elmo and I know it song". There were both big and small teams and ours were one of the big ones as we had 8 members in it. So, with all the usual stress ,drama and tears, it was at last their turn. It went well , but having seen the Elmo performance and some other cute moves I was not very hopeful for my little one's team. In fact, many teams seemed to be quite good, as good and some more than our team, that is, to my untrained eyes, it appeared there might be other winners.
I wanted to return back home as the level 1 competition got over. But immediately after, they started the performance for bigger girls, girls out of middle school, I guess. We just couldn't leave yet, we needed to watch a few, we decided, as that particular routine turned out to be quite professional and skilled. As it was, that performance of the older girls, was by the all star team that was gonna represent the region in that level. So, unawares, now it was time for the results, and I wasn't very sure if I ought to be glad we had stayed back.
The 3rd place was announced and I had hopes it might be our team, but no luck there, next came the second place winner, it was the Elmo team. I knew we'd better leave as we had lost. My son at my side insisted "My sister's team is gonna be first". I looked back at him strangely, and said," No way dear, I'd hoped for a third maybe, now I see no chance". "No mom! you just wait and see, it will be her team" he insisted.
The announcer immediately congratulated the winning team who would be representing the Region @ the State level @ Nashville. I was totally stunned, and so were the other parents in our group. My son's words did come true after all.
Now I knew I would never hear an end to his bragging . All the way back he boasted of his prophesying powers, while I wondered why, I was such a bad judge of the performance altogether. Well, its no wonder, I know nothing about cheer leading at all for that matter, all I am good at in that quarter is encouraging and watching and enjoying, I guess. But am I glad ! So is the family , for the little ones's first achievement in such a field. It totally threw us off, I got to say. In all the commotion and the excitement, we forgot to get a team picture after the event, not a smart move, I know.
So what of our plans of dropping out of cheer leading altogether? Now as you may have realized,we gotta travel that road some more, it looks like. Isn't it so very like Life, for decisions to be taken out of your hands and your control altogether? Well, that's the beauty of life I guess, the unexpectedness, and the uncertainty.
The cheer leading classes got over, and it was time for the Regional Competition. We were not all that enthusiastic or hopeful about it as the little team was only just about reaching there.
The Competition turned out to be quite a big affair. Level 1 (Division 1) Competition was done first and there were around 14 teams for our team to compete against. Some of the performances were cute and some funny, like the "I am Elmo and I know it song". There were both big and small teams and ours were one of the big ones as we had 8 members in it. So, with all the usual stress ,drama and tears, it was at last their turn. It went well , but having seen the Elmo performance and some other cute moves I was not very hopeful for my little one's team. In fact, many teams seemed to be quite good, as good and some more than our team, that is, to my untrained eyes, it appeared there might be other winners.
I wanted to return back home as the level 1 competition got over. But immediately after, they started the performance for bigger girls, girls out of middle school, I guess. We just couldn't leave yet, we needed to watch a few, we decided, as that particular routine turned out to be quite professional and skilled. As it was, that performance of the older girls, was by the all star team that was gonna represent the region in that level. So, unawares, now it was time for the results, and I wasn't very sure if I ought to be glad we had stayed back.
The 3rd place was announced and I had hopes it might be our team, but no luck there, next came the second place winner, it was the Elmo team. I knew we'd better leave as we had lost. My son at my side insisted "My sister's team is gonna be first". I looked back at him strangely, and said," No way dear, I'd hoped for a third maybe, now I see no chance". "No mom! you just wait and see, it will be her team" he insisted.
The announcer immediately congratulated the winning team who would be representing the Region @ the State level @ Nashville. I was totally stunned, and so were the other parents in our group. My son's words did come true after all.
Now I knew I would never hear an end to his bragging . All the way back he boasted of his prophesying powers, while I wondered why, I was such a bad judge of the performance altogether. Well, its no wonder, I know nothing about cheer leading at all for that matter, all I am good at in that quarter is encouraging and watching and enjoying, I guess. But am I glad ! So is the family , for the little ones's first achievement in such a field. It totally threw us off, I got to say. In all the commotion and the excitement, we forgot to get a team picture after the event, not a smart move, I know.
So what of our plans of dropping out of cheer leading altogether? Now as you may have realized,we gotta travel that road some more, it looks like. Isn't it so very like Life, for decisions to be taken out of your hands and your control altogether? Well, that's the beauty of life I guess, the unexpectedness, and the uncertainty.
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