Sports Days

Today is Sports Day at Louisa's school. We happily brought along our videocam and digicam, ready to capture Louisa in action. It is her first sports day afterall. In the morning, she'd told us she didn't want to join in the race. I thought she'd be fine when the time comes. We reached the school field, had everything ready and she was one of the firsts to race. Ready, get set, GO! Oh no! She stood there and refused to participate. Coaxings from her favourite teacher, Mrs Mills, didn't help at all. In the end, she was assigned the role of 'sticker person', pasting stickers on those who completed a race. I was disappointed and a little embarrased that she was too shy to race in front of all the parents. I thought she'd be the only one. To my surprise, one started crying halfway through the race. A couple followed suit later and their parents had to bring them aside. What can we expect of them? They are only but 3 and 4 years old. Much to my relief though, she took part in another race with Mrs Mills running alongside her and in another sibling race in which Lavigne ran happily together with her and me.

I have to say the highlight of the event was the parent races. There was the mummy race which I gamely took part and daddy race where Adrian and 2 other dads competed in. It's been ages since I last ran my 100m, I think I was in JC then. We didn't run 100m...I think it was 50m maybe. Most of us ran barefooted as we were wearing sandals. It was fun for me whereas Adrian thinks it's very funny seeing me race. He kept laughing when he and the girls were watching the footage back at home. Hey, it doesn't mean that now that I am a mother of 2, I can't run in a race, OK? At least I didn't come in last and was one of the fastest.