Wrestling mom?

A month or so ago, I called the school here to let them know a new student would be arriving.  The person I spoke with was very chipper and chatty, and in the course of the chipper, chatty conversation, she mentioned that there was wrestling and hockey at all grade levels, so H could participate in that.

I assumed that she had either misspoken or I had misunderstood, because it is simply beyond the pale of reason to imagine kindergarteners wrestling or playing hockey.

I am here to announce, tonight, that we have now moved firmly beyond the pale of reason.  H begged to go to wrestling tonight — the first practice for the wrestling club (intended to feed into the high school wrestling team, according to the welcome speech).  Last year they included pre-kindergarteners too, but apparently that was just too much even for this wrestling-crazed area, and this year the tinier tots had to watch the slightly-less-tiny tots from the sides.  H wrestled in a giggly manner, I noticed, which is better than wrestling in a tearful manner.  I suppose if he continues he will sober up about it.

I’m waffling between hockey and figure skating classes on the ice skating thing.  I do think that being involved in one of them is important for (a) social interaction, (b) north country skill-building (I could use some — or a lot — of that, too), and (c) working out some of that stuck-inside-because-it’s-winter-and-it’s-thirty-below-and-my-parents-and-teachers-are-getting-that-homocidal-glint-in-their-eyes energy.  I think most small children start with figure skating; there’s a strong club here for that.  The stronger hockey programs are in other towns, I hear.  I’m not down with driving H all over the county at the age of five for sports.  Please, let’s wait a couple of years for that kind of schedule.


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K lives in the US with her man and kiddos, knits, cans, dehydrates, bakes bread, (but doesn't cook regular food, particularly), crochets, spins, gardens, studies for a degree that never seems to end, and um, works. Sometimes she wastes time online. Also -- and family, she's looking at you here -- sometimes she swears and says things you might not agree with. But she still loves you.

Posted on November 25, 2009, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Hey Kathy,

    Funny story. I guess it’s a different world up there. In Texas, they don’t have hockey or wrestling for anyone.

    I just learned about your blog from the parents a few weeks ago. I’ve been meaning to call you to find out how you are doing in your new environment.

  2. knittingunderwater

    Alright, you probably could have guessed that I would say this, but figure skating lessons are the way to go. He can start in hockey skates, and he’ll get a really good basis in skating skills. They start (here at least anyways) with falling down, getting up, pushing off, how to stop (very important). When he gets older he can transition to hockey lessons, and he’ll be a good skater. Then he can concentrate on stick handling and puck handling. Learning to skate will never be wrong, when we were kids we used to spend hours and hours skating on local ponds. Its free, its fun, and its a good thing to do in a long winter! For younger C, three is a good age to start (hint, hint). As for the wrestling, its weird to me kids start that young, but John Irving the novelist loved to wrestle and claims there are all kinds of benefits. Who knew?

  3. I think you should sign him up for dirty-fighting: you know, with moves like hair-pulling, eye-gouging… groin-stuff. How better could an undersized fighter level the playing field/mat?

  4. oh my god you must post pics of holden wrestling. when do they hand out the obscenely small stretchie onesies? also, i vote figure skating. a-dorable!!

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