C started his soccer camp this week. It is run by a British soccer company and his coach, Scott, is British with the accent to boot. (LOVE IT.) I wasn't quite sure how it would go this morning but I was pretty hopeful. He's been in school now for a few weeks and he did swim lessons this summer so I figured it was totally worth a shot.
It was. There are 10 kids in his class and I would put C in the top 4 as far as listening and participation goes. While that may sound like I am bragging, I can admit I did a little sideline coaching to help him but that's NOTHING compared to some of the parents who spent the entire 45 minutes helicoptering over their child on the field. Or the two kids who wouldn't play at all.
The camp is about learning skills, not competition, which I like. Since, you know, he's three and doesn't know how to play soccer. The whole day was based off pirates. They learned how to "scrub the deck." (Dribble)
This is him running and dribbling. I took it at a weird moment but I was totally impressed by how well he did. |
They "climbed to the crow's nest" (Toe Taps)
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He was also really good at this. |
They also learned how to "be the Captain" (stop the ball) "shoot cannonballs" (shooting the ball) and "protect it from the albatross" (I assume this was the basic of saves?) We will work on him picking up his soccer ball for next week but all in all I think he was certainly on par.
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Here, they were supposed to be carrying their ball over for a team meeting. He did pick up his ball quite a bit at the beginning though. #keepitreal |
Towards the end, they played a game where they kicked the ball to knock over cones (in the game they were called penguins but C called them "crayons.") and he really enjoyed that. Might have to get a small pack of cones for the yard.
This is what M thought about soccer camp:
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#notimpressed |
At the very end of class they got their jerseys and shorts so prepare for the ridiculous cuteness that will be those pictures for the next 5 weeks. Also: I am glad I went with soccer socks and shin guards but skipped the cleats. Cleats would have been overkill but socks and shin guards had him right on par with most of the class.
I took u nephews to soccer class this past week. We skipped cleats, not necessary at that age. But I was the aunt on the field, trying to get B to participate, he wanted no part of listening. He wanted 100% free play.
ReplyDeleteSome of the kids there were just too young. I was just so excited that my kid was one of the ones mostly listening! (Swimming lessons not so much.)
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