I realize that title might create a strong negative feeling by its very nature, but I’ll see if I can explain myself slightly better. My 8-year-old told his mom (my ex-wife, who I get along with very well) a few days ago that he wants to play basketball this winter. This is the first time he’s asked to play a sport since he played basketball in a modified-rules league when he was 5 years old.
To put it kindly, he was not good. I don’t care about that, I truly don’t, but I’m able to look at that rationally, and he just wasn’t good. In spite of this, he had fun that season. I missed his first couple games because I was away working, but when I asked him about them on the phone, he told me, “I scored 20 points in one game!” Because I had talked to my ex, I knew he hadn’t scored 10 baskets, so I asked, “Really! You scored all those baskets yourself?”* His reply to that was, “Well, my teammates know that I don’t really know what I’m doing out there, so they scored all the points for me.” He ended the season without having scored a single basket, but we always asked him after the games if he’d had fun, and he said he did every single time.
Now he’s eight and although he likes to be outside and run and play on the playground, he’s not a particularly athletic kid. I think he’s barely even touched a basketball since he played in that league, and he still hasn’t learned how to ride a bike because he’s scared of getting scrapes on his hands and knees. He’s generally a very happy kid, and I think he’d be OK if he still wasn’t very good at basketball, but I’m worried about the other kids teasing him and making it not fun for him. Kids can be mean, and although this year has been good so far, he got teased some in school last year.
Really, I just want my kid to be the happy, carefree kid that I love. I think part of what’s contributing to my hesitation on this is that his teacher last year was kind of awful. She was cut from an old cloth, the kind of teacher that thought children should be in their seats and very quiet at all times, and his 2nd-grade year was bad partly because of this. He was doing math and reading at a 4th- to 5th-grade level last year, and he was just so bored that he tended to get fidgety. His teacher last year actively discouraged him from reading higher-level books, and it really seemed like she just didn’t like our kid. He cried a lot last year, and I was worried that some of his spirit had been killed a little bit. This year has been great so far, though, and he’s been happy after school almost every single day.
I know this is getting long, so I’ll wrap it up and answer any questions in the comments. My ex and I are going to have lunch this week to talk about this, but what are your thoughts? Am I being overly protective?
*I feel like I need to point out that I wasn’t asking this skeptically, but rather excitedly. More like, “Really? That’s awesome that you did that!”