middle school PE..a journey

The other day I picked Ethan up from school..I asked the usual question.

How was your day?

Okay. I hate PE (yup. I did too)

I can't catch the basketball right and I hurt my finger trying, and nobody wants me on their team because I can't catch. When I get put on a team, all the kids moan and say not you.

(yup. me too. wonderful childhood memories, PE, I fondly called Physical Education testing Torture testing. I would beg my mom not to make me go to school, at least take me to school AFTER PE PLEASE! she never did, I had to endure, a part of growing up..)

(Tears spring to my eyes, as I remember my childhood. The days of being picked last, ALWAYS. Being teased incisively, because I too was uncoordinated. I couldn't catch. throw or run. I have no athletic skills what so ever. In high school I did figure out that I was a pretty okay swimmer. I swam on the swim team for 2 years. I was not the best, nor the fastest, but I tried hard, got in shape and had a whole lot of fun..Maybe Ethan will find something like that..)

Ethan, I know. All I can say to you is I relate. PE sucks. It is awful. I wish there was something I could do to take it away, but you just have to go. At least you have PE first period, and you get it out of the way, then you have Chorus, your favorite class..just think of that.

Yeah, I guess. But I still hate PE.

Yeah, I know buddy, I know.

Another wonderful milestone in the age of our middle school life..the survival of PE

It truly does suck. I still hate PE. I pray that God grants me the wisdom and understanding to get through this one...