My oldest daughter has been sick and was going to sit out of last Thursday's meet. Once she got there, she had a little bit to eat and started feeling a little bit better. She asked if she could swim because she thought she could still place well in a couple of the events and score points for the team, and she didn't want to leave her relay partners a swimmer down.
Reluctantly we let her swim and she went on to win both individual events and her team won the relay. But what really impressed me was that, in addition to wanting to contribute and be a team player, after each of her heats she made sure to shake the hand of each of the competitors, even if she had to find them on the deck to do so. This isn't something that we taught her to do, its just the kind of kid that she is and it makes me incredibly proud.
And then there's the boy.
The boy swam in what can best be described as the remedial heat. The race doesn't count for team points and is used for new swimmers, swimmers with some sort of malady, or in his case, swimmers with a giant sinking head.
Somehow by the grace of god the boy won his heat, out touching a one legged kid in a 25 yard freestyle that took like 3 minutes to complete. When he looked over and saw that the other 4 swimmers were still going and that he had out touched Stumpy, he ripped his goggles off, started doing an end zone dance and let out a war cry " WaaaaHoooo !" He then climbed up on the deck and started doing 'the running man' dance, which sadly IS something I taught him to do.
So two kids*, but only one kids worth of class to go around.
* The youngest girl also swam, finishing first on one heat and last in the other. Both times the reaction was the same...nothing. She'd get out of the pool, find something sugary to eat, and then start eyeing up which dumpster was most attractive set on fire.
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it begs the question, of course, as to whether it's environmental or genetic - i still haven't figured it out.
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