Starting in January of this year, we put Jack in weekly lessons, with the hope of him being ready for swim team too. He's been talking about it for months. He even got a "Shark" towel, complete with fin.
Yesterday was the first practice. Jack talked excitedly all day long about swim team starting, and swimming with Olivia.
We got to the pool about 15 minutes before practice started, so we wouldn't be rushed. Jack got lined up with Olivia, put his cap on, put his feet in the water, and promptly refused to participate. He was like a lead weight, glued to the ground. No amount of convincing or bribing would change his mind. The pool was too big, there was too much splashing, what if he sank? Plus about 50 more concerns and complaints.
I couldn't even talk to him, because my stubborn side wanted to push him in and say "SWIM, Darnit"! So I let Steve deal with him. I'm thankful for his kindness, patience and understanding. He's much better than I am in situations like this. About 20 minutes into practice, Jack agreed to put his feet back in the water, but that was as far as he got.
Tonight, we'll try again. This time, the coaches said I can swim with him to reassure him that he can make it. He's a good little swimmer, and I know he can do it. He just doesn't know it yet.
I know his stubborn streak will be helpful someday, when it comes to peer pressure and influences. He knows what's right, and what he wants to do, and doesn't stray. But I also want him to learn to try new things and give things a chance.
2 comments:
That is so funny. I can just see you pushing him in and saying "swim dangit". I think I would be tempted to do the same!
I love to picture of Steve chatting with him. I thought that was really sweet.
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