Rock Star, Mom of.
Oct. 10th, 2008 09:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
saffronhareI was substituting for another coach last night at gymnastics, with a group of kids I've never met before. They were on the competitive team, but at Level 2, which is kind of a step below JV (if that makes any sense). It's early in the year, so they all still goggle at sharing the equipment with the "big team girls."
As is typical for kids of that age, they were tilting their heads at the subsitute, wondering what they could get away with and all that. Well...fast forward about 10 minutes into the session. We're getting drinks after warm-up, before heading to our first event rotation, and they get distracted by pictures on the wall from the team picnic back in September. Fiona Pie has her picture up in a few places, and one of the kids was all ::squee!:: about it -- "Hey, I know that girl! She goes to my school." WOW, said the other girls.
"I know that girl, too," I said. SURE, said the eyerolling gymnasts. And then I added, "I'm her Mom."
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OMG. My cred went up, like, 87 gajillion points in that heartbeat of silence. I mean, they're good kids, and probably would have settled into a solid workout within a few minutes anyway. But did they ever focus on the task at hand quickly after that. What a hoot.
Also: I received the small but pleasant disctinction of Employee of the Month at the gym. I told my boss here this morning, and assured her that I wouldn't be quitting my day job anytime soon. :)
As is typical for kids of that age, they were tilting their heads at the subsitute, wondering what they could get away with and all that. Well...fast forward about 10 minutes into the session. We're getting drinks after warm-up, before heading to our first event rotation, and they get distracted by pictures on the wall from the team picnic back in September. Fiona Pie has her picture up in a few places, and one of the kids was all ::squee!:: about it -- "Hey, I know that girl! She goes to my school." WOW, said the other girls.
"I know that girl, too," I said. SURE, said the eyerolling gymnasts. And then I added, "I'm her Mom."
.
.
OMG. My cred went up, like, 87 gajillion points in that heartbeat of silence. I mean, they're good kids, and probably would have settled into a solid workout within a few minutes anyway. But did they ever focus on the task at hand quickly after that. What a hoot.
Also: I received the small but pleasant disctinction of Employee of the Month at the gym. I told my boss here this morning, and assured her that I wouldn't be quitting my day job anytime soon. :)
