This week Leo has excelled. He has been football team captain, as well as Man of the Match, and he scored a double hat-trick. At school he won not only the Principal’s Award for his project on snakes, but also table of the week in class. Last night he was player of the week at the rugby club.
When we got home and I added player of the week to all his other awards on the bookshelf I said to Olivia: “I’m not being mean or anything, but wouldn’t it be nice if you did some activities and won some awards?”
“Mummy,” she replied. “I’ve only been in school one week and I’ve already got a boyfriend.”
I suppose that’s success of a kind….
We have taken her out of boarding school and she is now in the British School here which she is loving. All her teachers seem to be “the best teachers in the world” at their particular subjects. It’s lovely to have her home again and reunited with her lifelong partner in crime, Bea. One of the worst things about her being away at school was how distant they became.
Now if they could only fuel some of their energy into winning some prizes instead of getting boyfriends I would be much happier.
And talking of trophies, today I am playing in a tennis tournament. I don’t expect to come home with any certificates to add to the bookshelf, but I hope I at least play well. I don’t mind losing so much as playing badly. Something Leo never seems to experience.
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2010