When Sage told me he wanted to join the local soccer club, I have to confess that I was skeptical. So many of his interests had been ephemeral, and I did NOT want to pay $40 for fees and a jersey, only to have the jersey languish dustily in his closet next to the $50 once-worn Cub Scout shirt.
But Sage insisted, so we shelled out. (A fellow soccer mom’s assurance that this activity involved no fundraising and minimal parental involvement helped ease the sting.)
So far, I’ve been pleasantly surprised by Sage’s persistence; he’s been faithful about attending practices and games. He’s clearly not destined to become a professional athlete–at times, he has the befuddled air of a spectator who accidentally wandered onto the field, and he spent a large part of the last game with his hands in his pockets. Even so, he’s occasionally sprung to attention and delivered some fairly impressive moves.
And, even if I can’t count on athletic scholarships to pay for Sage’s college education, he’s still having a good time.
And that’s worth more than any scholarship. (I’ll try to remember that when we receive our first tuition bill…)