Saturday was Jack’s first day of fuβball (pronounced "foosball") at Frankfurt International School (FIS), and guess who the assistant coach is...perhaps you recognize those sexy legs in the picture above? The "head coach" is a woman – Erika - and she's already sent out an email with a long list of drills for next Saturday. I'm expecting a winning season!
Jack is on the “Red Team,” comprised of about seven Primary (Kindergarten) and Pre-primary (Preschool II) kids, most of whom go to FIS, but not all. The FIS facility is quite beautiful, with multiple fuβball fields. I tried to capture it on film, but the picture doesn’t do it justice.
We were very curious to see how the practice would go – Jack hasn't shown tremendous aptitude for organized sports...remember the YMCA swim lessons in 2007 from which he was requested to withdraw because screamed, cried and disrupted the class? Or perhaps you recall the YMCA basketball team John coached where Jack’s idea of fun was to run down the court and roll on the floor. He had no idea where the ball was at any point, and frankly didn’t care. He also enjoyed tickling the other players and "close talking." (Is anyone wondering how happy the Y was to see us leave the country?! uh huh!!) Then there were soccer lessons with most of his St. Matthew's class that we attended once – no amount of encouragement could convince him playing soccer with his friends was better than hanging onto my leg.
So, imagine our surprise when Jack not only participated, but actually volunteered to be the first player to do all the exercises! (Of course, there was that initial moment when Coach Erika told him to dribble the ball and he picked it up and started to bounce it on the ground. The parents all hooted!) But wow - it was a different Jack out there on the field yesterday. We were so proud!
It was a chilly afternoon, though Jack and John were quite warm from running around. Luke slept through the whole game, all nice and warm.
Me? I shivered on the sideline talking to two moms – Beatrice from Paris and Reshma from California who agreed with me that it was cold.
John thinks I’m a wimp about the weather…and he’s right – I am.
In closing, love and happy birthday wishes to the boys’ Godmother, Jackie!!!
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