My first post – Basketball Season 1

My first post, my first day of the Slice of Life challenge…..

See that kid?

He’s mine.

The one on the bench.

The B team player who  plays with his shoes instead of watching  A team .

He’s the one you have to remind “offense,” “defense,” and which man to guard.

He’s the one who will let a rebound fall right in front of him because he’s a little afraid, and a little unsure of what he would do if he caught it.

He’s the one who never picked up a basketball before this season.

He’s the one his team cheers on when the ball hits the backboard in warm-ups.

He’s the one who has yet to score, but he has fun playing.

He’s the one who has “most improved.”

He is the one who, for the first time, knows what it feels like to be part of a team.

Today he was the one walking with his head high, and a little swagger in his step that is new to me, as they called his team for championship trophies.

See that kid?

He’s mine.

And I couldn’t be prouder.


5 thoughts on “My first post – Basketball Season 1

  1. What a proud moment! This is a poignant example of a team rallying around someone and making him feel like anything is possible. This poem reminded me of “Love that Boy” by Walter Dean Myers which our class has been reading due to the Sharon Creech novel, “Love that Dog.” Pure affection.
    What caused your son to join the basketball team? Does your son have the opportunity to hone his skills outside of practice? Or is being a skilled player not the point of the experience for him? Is playing basketball a way to belong, to be a part of a team?
    My brother is mentally disabled and playing basketball in the local Special Olympics meant participating in an activity of which he normally was a spectator. There is value in that.
    Or maybe this is a post about the fact that everybody needs to start somewhere–the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

    1. At eight, this was the first time he showed interest in playing any sport. His coach, who was amazing was disappointed that he couldn’t find an opportunity for B to score. He has no idea what this experience has given him. It was a positive first step in learning about how a sport is played. B has made it clear that he wants to do this again. Now that he feels good about himself we will use that to start building skill set.
      I wrote this and thought about seasons. My son is entering a new season and trying new things. I really wanted to celebrate his first steps, and honor the challenges any new chapter of life brings.

      1. What an exciting time!! I miss the opportunities that childhood affords us to dream and try a variety of new activities. Thanks for sharing your pride and support for your son while at the same time encouraging all of us to continue to reach for this same wonder.

  2. See that boy on the bench who is confident with who he is – not afraid to express himself despite the pressures of conformity. See that boy who understands sports are about teamwork. See that boy that works to improve their skill set. See that boy who loves life despite its disappointments. See that boy who has loving, supportive parents. See how lucky that boy is.
    I loved your post! Your boy is indeed lucky to have your love and support.

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