We Won! He Won! They Won!

Well, the Cricket Cup Final was a huge success for Lil Man and his team!

They batted first, and scored some good runs, then when it came to bowling and fielding, they did fantastically!

So now the Under 11’s team are now the Medway League Cup winners! Go Boys!

So proud!

Here are a few shots of the team, and my very proud Lil Man!

 

Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 72

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“Don’t be pushed by your problems, be led by your dreams.” – Unknown

Spidey saw this quote and showed it to me, and you know what? It totally suits today, for my Lil Man at least!

A few months back, I had posted about his worries and problems, regarding all the assessment that children his age were (and still are) being subjected to. He was at an all time low. Being pushed beyond his limits was breaking him, and I couldn’t see him like that. On top of that, despite being a cracking little footy player, he was being overlooked, because of his size, in the team he trains with. His confidence was at an all time low. Then there was the worry about which Secondary School he would get a place at. Stress was everywhere.

But something happened.

Things became positive for him.

He got a place at the school he wanted. The tests came and went, and he tried his best (results are still not in, but we aren’t worried about that!). And he discovered a love and talent for another beautiful game, cricket.

He went for one training session, and wowed them with his left-handed bowling and was fast-tracked to the A team! Since then, his enthusiasm has known no bounds! He’s been getting wickets, and making runs too. And the culmination of playing for a good team? Today we are going to watch him playing in his first Cup final!

His father played for the local county, my brother, his uncle, played at county level, and now Lil Man is carrying the cricket torch on into the next generation.

His taster day at his new school was also a success, with him making 5 new friends. There was always a niggle that his size would mean that he could get picked on.  He’s a little pocket rocket, you know! I asked how things were, and he said “Cool! Even my new friends are my size!” The confidence is growing, day by day.

So proud of my Lil Man! Hope all his dreams come true!

And there is a lesson in this. No matter what our worries, or shortcomings, it is vital to always have that dream. Don’t allow those negatives to hold you back, instead, let your hopes and dreams grow wings, and fly you to the heights of success.

Stay safe and have a great Sunday Peeps!

TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge – Shadow

TJ has given us Shadow as a prompt, alongside this photo.

Always by my side

Like a Guardian angel

My shadow protects

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#SoCS July 2/16 – Long

Linda’s prompt for #SoCS this week.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “long.” Use the word “long,” any definition. Enjoy!

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It’s been a long day, no week, actually month, no, sod it, a LONG year, in school!

But has it? Seriously, I can’t quite believe that my first full year of teaching is due to come to an end.

At the beginning, as I got to know the children in my classes, I despaired. There was a class of angels in the morning, and a class of devils post lunchtime!

Literally!

Even my co-teacher said she felt for me, that this first year for me was like a baptism of fire!

I would end each day with my hair all over the place, like I had been dragged backwards through a hedge, and quite possibly, I had been, such were the kids, and their behaviours. This year was going to be LONG!

I had never been one to drink, but I found myself nursing a long drink or a glass of wine on several occasions during the first half of the year.

The first few weeks passed slowly, and in a haze. I was unable to believe the mix of children we had in one classroom, at the same time, and I despaired. The whole team did. This year seemed like it would never end. Most of my staff are older than me by 20 odd years. Full of experience, but at the ends of their tethers, dealing with this particular class. I was worried that I would come in one day, and be confronted by the news that one of them had handed in their notice

That was how bad it was.

It’s better now, marginally, but not perfect. They still aren’t where I would have hoped they would be, but still, it’s nearly time to say goodbye to them, and get ready to greet the new intake.

And now I am sat at the tail end of the year, and I look back, I realise that it wasn’t actually that long, really. In fact, the year has really sped by!

 

The Island #writephoto

Sue’s photo prompt for #writephoto this week.

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The Island
Ever since I was little, it fascinated me.
That little glimpse of land.
My daddy pointed it out to me one day, during a walk on the beach near our house.
We would stand there, feet tickled by the ripples as the tide rolled in and out.
“One day Becky, we are going to live there, on that little bit of paradise, away from the world. Just our little family.” We would make all sorts of silly plans for out future on the mysterious island.
Then he announced that he was off on an adventure. He whispered to me that he was going to the island on his little boat, and he was going to stake a claim on it. It was our secret. I even helped him make a flag to fly there, once he arrived.
He promised that when he was back, we would pack our things and sail back there, and make a home for ourselves.
He was gone for days.
Mummy was fine at first, then after the first couple of days, she started to fret. He never went away for this long without telling her in full detail. This time, he had been a little elusive, and just mentioned that he had work. She called friends and family to no avail, and then the police.
In the end, I had to tell her our secret.  That daddy was off exploring, and sailing to the island that we used to see on the horizon.
It was so manic around our house, then they told us they had found a boat, and they believed it was Daddy’s. It was washed up on some rocks, not far from where we would stand and look out at our dream home.
Mummy cried so much. But I couldn’t understand why she was upset. Daddy hadn’t been found. My flag wasn’t in the boat.
It was obvious to me. Daddy had got to the island and was flying my flag there. He was just waiting for us to make our way there.
So now, I still go and stand, feet in the water, gazing out at the speck of land, rising from the horizon. If I look hard enough, I am sure I can see a flag flying.
It won’t be long daddy, I’ll be there soon.  It took a lot of convincing, but mummy finally let me have sailing lessons, and when I get a boat, I’ll sail over to you, so we can make our dream come true…

#writephoto

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