It began at 5am with a bottle and a pre-dawn chat with Sebbie, and by 9.30am, we were at the netball ‘March Past’. This is where all the teams march around the courts chanting war cries, before the Mayor of Queanbeyan deems one of them the best marchers and officially ‘opens the season’, without a PA system, so you can’t hear a word that he says. Hannah doesn’t play netball, but managed to gash her foot open on the sidelines as a spectator.
Days like this, actually, but the morning felt like an entire day, at least...
It began at 5am with a bottle and a pre-dawn chat with Sebbie, and by 9.30am, we were at the netball ‘March Past’. This is where all the teams march around the courts chanting war cries, before the Mayor of Queanbeyan deems one of them the best marchers and officially ‘opens the season’, without a PA system, so you can’t hear a word that he says. Hannah doesn’t play netball, but managed to gash her foot open on the sidelines as a spectator. Add Comment Spring is in the air and sport registration packets are complete, equipment purchased, practices scheduled. Let the games begin! This is the first year that my children actually "tried out" for teams. They both play Lacrosse (picture ice hockey on a field), thanks to their father who is passionate about the sport and waited "years" to bring them into the fold. I suppose every parent who was an athlete has a certain dream of their own children following in their footsteps. They may even pray for a college scholarship or, on occasion, fantasize them becoming the next Michael Jordan. Our son, age 8 and in his third season, is a strong player and made the A Team as anticipated. Our daughter, age 10 and in her second year, is a good player and tried out for the A Team as well. I didn't think she was ready and secretly prayed she wouldn't make it. Was that a fair thing to do?
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