Unexpected things sometimes happen in life.
No matter what happens, I ‘ll just do my best with all the power I have.
There is only experience that you can’t imagine before.
This is my story about the annual parent-child basketball practice.
Annual parent-child basketball practice
I played basketball with my kids yesterday.
It was the first time I played basketball on the court since I was in a junior high school class.
I was not good at sports, so I chose the chorus club for club activities when I was in a junior high school.
My daughter’s basketball team held an annual parent-child basketball practice.
I participated in the practice with a carefree feeling, but it was a mistake.
It was so hard!!
At first, we ran around the gym for 5 minites.
It was OK.
Secondly, we did a radio gymnastics.(that is an exercise that all Japanese people can do.)
It was quite OK.
Thirdly, layup shots practice has began.
I knew what is a layup shot because I have watched my kids practice since they started basketball.
I imitated the children and frantically practiced layup shots.
It was the first time in almost 30 years that I ran across a basketball court while dribbling.
After practice, my 8 years old daughter advised me that it would be nice to be able to hit the ball a little father away.
I agreed her advise completely.
She has just started to learn how to play basketball since this May, but she had many skills now.
I missed a lot, but I was happy because I got two shots.
The experience of waiting for my turn with excitement and a little nervousness was reminded me a forgotten feelings.
It was very fun and I enjoyed it.
At last, the hardest time had begun.
It was a game of parents vs children.
Elementary school students who belong to a basketball club have amazing physical strength and explosive power.
It was five minutes torture.
Moreover, although there was a break in between, we played three times!
I went into battle with my dignity as a parent.
I ran, ran, ran.
I chased and defended my kids with all my might.
I’ve never felt so lucky to have been to the gym 5 times in a week.
I couldn’t score and I was exhausted, but I was very satisfied.
Meat a new self while raising a child.
I didn’t know the parent-child practice was so hard.
If I knew how hard the practice is before, I wouldn’t participate it.
But, surprisingly I enjoyed it.
I found myself who can play basketball well.
I have never met such a girl when I was junior high school students.
My past was rewritten yesterday.
I appreciate to my kids and the team.
Raising a child is raising myself.
Opportunities to use words that appear in proverbs are many in everyday life.