Slade participated in a fencing camp last week. As proof that miracles do happen, he actually loved it. He never complained about turning of the TV to go. He told me he wanted to stay longer. I even caught him practicing at home. The only frustration he expressed was on Thursday which was the first day of actual fencing matches. He did not like that he had to compete against two older, larger, taller kids. Of course, he lost the matches. However, the next day, they had a "tournament" with the five kids in class. Slade fared better this time and felt a sense of accomplishment at his improvement against these opponents.
He has always loved playing with swords. He was about three years old when he first started stealing butter knives out of the kitchen drawer to use for swordplay. Fencing seems to be a natural extension. We'll be looking to put him in a class this fall.Shall I dream big and imagine him at the Olympics in 2020? You never know with this kid.
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