A Well-Placed Bad Word.
Sometimes you need a bad word. I'm not talking about when you stub your toe and hop around yelling half-swears, but rather when you're making a point.
Monster started soccer practices this week, which she'll have three nights a week. (I know, right?) Her coach is wrapping up the college season so he can't make it to every practice just yet, and the other team's coach is running both teams those nights.
A does not like this coach. It's not that she's strict; it's that she's kind of a bitch. She actually snapped, "You think this is funny?" at Anya the other night when A was trying to stifle a cough while the coach was talking. They're nine, so it's not supposed to be Parris Island. I asked if she wanted me to say something and she said no, she could handle it. When I had all three of my carpool girls in the car, I said, "So, do you not like Coach M either?"
One of the girls carefully said, "Did Anya say that?" I said yes, and she said, "No, not really." Apparently she also points out girls and says, "See how so-and-so is doing it wrong?" and makes them run laps when they can't juggle the ball. I have no idea if that's within the realm of soccer normalcy or not, but if the girls are bonded into a team through solidarity of not liking the practice coach, that's fine.
I had a chat with A about Coach M, and I used a bad word to make my point: Some people are assholes, and you don't have to like them. But know that just because someone is an asshole doesn't mean she can't teach you something important. You don't have to like someone to learn from him, so take everything you can as a lesson and ignore the rest. It's not personal to you if someone else is a jerk. And her eyes got big when I said "asshole," and she giggled and said, "You said a bad word," but she'll remember what I said.
So take that with you today, and smirk inwardly every time you learn something from an asshole.
Monster started soccer practices this week, which she'll have three nights a week. (I know, right?) Her coach is wrapping up the college season so he can't make it to every practice just yet, and the other team's coach is running both teams those nights.
A does not like this coach. It's not that she's strict; it's that she's kind of a bitch. She actually snapped, "You think this is funny?" at Anya the other night when A was trying to stifle a cough while the coach was talking. They're nine, so it's not supposed to be Parris Island. I asked if she wanted me to say something and she said no, she could handle it. When I had all three of my carpool girls in the car, I said, "So, do you not like Coach M either?"
One of the girls carefully said, "Did Anya say that?" I said yes, and she said, "No, not really." Apparently she also points out girls and says, "See how so-and-so is doing it wrong?" and makes them run laps when they can't juggle the ball. I have no idea if that's within the realm of soccer normalcy or not, but if the girls are bonded into a team through solidarity of not liking the practice coach, that's fine.
I had a chat with A about Coach M, and I used a bad word to make my point: Some people are assholes, and you don't have to like them. But know that just because someone is an asshole doesn't mean she can't teach you something important. You don't have to like someone to learn from him, so take everything you can as a lesson and ignore the rest. It's not personal to you if someone else is a jerk. And her eyes got big when I said "asshole," and she giggled and said, "You said a bad word," but she'll remember what I said.
So take that with you today, and smirk inwardly every time you learn something from an asshole.