From the first time she put on ice skates, LatteGirl has had a certain romance with it.Â It has run hot and cold at times, but she has always returned to it.Â For example, tt really picked up when she say the movie Ice Princess, but then faded for a while when she got into Soccer, but through each and everything else she has picked up, she has returned to ice skating.
Finally we agreed to get her some lessons and see how she does.Â She missed the first couple of lessons due to a trip, and going to see the Hannah Montana movie.Â So, this past Sunday when she went for the first time, we were concerned that she would be behind, and figured if she was having trouble keeping up that we would just withdraw her from the class and start her up with the next class.
Imagine our surprise, when at the end of the first class, she was asked along with several older girls to remain behind for a “test.”Â This test is to determine if you are ready to leave the Stage 1 group and move on to specialized lessons with a “coach.”Â Imagine the even bigger suprise when she passed, received her certificate for completing the class, and was assigned her coach.
Both LatteGirl and TheWife were both beaming with joy when they came home to tell me the news.Â On the back of her certificate was the name of her coach, “Svetlana.”Â At first I didn’t understand, but she was absolutely thrilled that despite having not met her that this person would be her instructor.Â When I asked her why it was so great that this particular person was to be her coach, she reminded me of the movie Go Figure, and howÂ champions are always trained by Russian coaches.Â I was going to point out that it was only a movie, and that there are certainly good and bad coaches in all nationalities, but I figured for one day, let her enjoy it and keep her focus.Â She was so proud of the fact that she did “good enough” that not only did she “graduate” but that they saw fit to give her a Russian coach.Â I just didn’t have the heart to tell her it was probably more of the luck of the draw.Â (And then again, who knows, maybe I am wrong. )Â Anyway, she is loving it, and isn’t that the point?